T's like eminem used to say on role model
"How can I be white? I don't even exisit"
But i can really mix in to this white rapper sh**
Because everytime spit a rhyme on this b**h
I get a sick center of inhabition in which
Music that can jam to, I don't give a f** if you like it or not
I'm gonna get better and better and yo haters gonna get jelous and jelous
Someone asked me one day if I were to die, would I like it to get quick or live a long life?
I told him that I wanted to die twice and stick my arms up knifes. my mind ain't right
And you think i'm just some guy who don't know how to write rhymes
I once was a boy with my toys, but now i done did d**, banged s*uts, and smoked some weed
Yes indeedy, I was needy, of the maryjane, but let's just refrain from that subject, you don't know
How you swing that way yet, SOmeones givin this world an axle, I climb onto my baby cub bear relaxin'
Until we make it to the strip club
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