"forget a pregnant bitch and tell my friends i had a threesome"
"Uh, was always smartmouthed and quick-witted, but somethin' was always missin' like six digits. Lucky seven probably poppa, little brother so they picked on him, hassled him, things changed when I hassled back"
"We are the xany-gnashing, caddy-smashing, bratty-ass he mad he snatched his daddy's jag, he used that stuff for batting practice"
"Riding around town in Seattle with the same shotgun that Kurt used to click-clack, boom-pow. Still suicidal but some assume that I'm cool now, cause I gotta forgetin' award in my own room now, nope."
"Um, flowin' like my pad is the maxiest, my bitch white and black like she's been mimickin' a panda, it's the dark skinned brother, kissin' bitches in Canada"
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