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I could've hold, u, better than em,

I could've hold your shit together till the end of the day,

I could've fucked, u, better than em,

You know the way the energy flows hits different,

But now

I'd rather make you cry, than make you mine!!

My mommy mamma made me promise myself that I may be modest, but me cocker motherfucker was not if i may be honest,

And I get in fights,

When they hurt my pride,

Or when some other motherfucker tries to touch what is mine,

I've dragged my body through concrete to get back up on my feet,

I went to school before the juul too cool to make them drool and rule the ground, the fuel to friends and foes the shiniest jewel in the crown, the pretty famous crazy actor kid that all the garden wants to be,

till one day trips with puberty and falls straight on his teeth,

And scars all over his face to see, nobody looks at him.

I made myself a master, mister, may I make amend?

There's something really wrong with the way that you understand.

The way this girl is looking at you like any other man,

Is cause your fucking pretty face hides nothing different.

And now

She rather make you try, than get you dry.

I could've hold, u, better than em,

I could've hold your shit together till the end of the day,

I could've fucked, u, better than em,

You know the way the energy flows hits different,

But now

I'd rather make you cry, than make you mine!!

And so it's O, gee, he's here again, looking hot and different,

baby freaky face fantastic fucked his way out of the den,

Same girl that pushed me down the stairs, is trying to slide in my DMs.

I guess that life's been hard to you, so let me take my wood to another group,

and there will be none for youp,

but you'll hear the dooby doop dede doop

Deedee doobe doobe doop. (Pop)

So now I move to another school,

Where every one is kinda cruel,

I guess it has to do with age,

But makes me grow this burning rage,

To try to prove something to them,

A bunch of drooling baby men,

That see me as something different,

That must be thrown and burned in hell,

A fucking ghost in the corridor you can play with around,

That no one expected to rise up from the ground!!

I made myself a master, mister, may I make amend?

There's something really wrong with the way that you understand.

The way this girl is looking at you like any other man,

Is cause your fucking pretty face hides nothing different.

And now

She rather make you try, than get you dry.

I could've hold, u, better than em,

I could've hold your shit together till the end of the day,

I could've fucked, u, better than em,

You know the way the energy flows hits different,

But now

I'd rather make you cry, than make you mine!!!!