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You get on the net and they hyping yo head

You typing out shit that you ain't ever shared

You keeping the skeletons under your bed

Wondering what's sitting underneath your dreads

Is you going crazy, do you need some meds?

You doing the most tryna prove that you're done

Tryna act like a man but you Jeralyn's son

You playing a game and you think that you won

You say you want many but you won't get none

The start of the end has only just begun

Subtweet, I know you still think about me how you tweeting