Its different than bitching and moaning
I'm scribbling moments as I've been bending and folding/
Doubled over, gut wrenching and loathing
Knees bent, no shoulders for gripping and holding/
Stripped down to wishing from knowing...
It's killing me slowly, sifting through clothing/
Lifting them up and sniffing them only
Hoping to find out if it isn't molding/
Lemme see what I can wear again...
My hair's thinning out, I need a therapist
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Drunk in the club, let a nigga say somethin'...
I'll have him fall victim like the nigga base jumpin',
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