[bleak]

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sup I'm bleak. Now grown, still jotting w/ a lot of honesty
Done a bit of learning, while you still the same fgt getting bodied on a key
And if he's running, Carson smashed between them Cali kids.
You aint wrote a verse since Romo's hurt, ain't won no ships since Dallas did.
Botch his body into chopped bits, his thot bitch can rot w/ him.
The fun stops when blood clots, now >this is where the Plot thickens.
Return of Kane, laying Tombstones. The heat is hard to brave
They been waiting on my entrance back..
&you know I'm bout to blaze you when my arms are raised
Flame till Ash catches, a softly spoken Chandelure you out to dire bleakness.
&this'll heat metal. A dance w/ THE Devil, ur a Bug Trainer w/a fire weakness.