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Hey kids how's it going
I'm your local drug dealer
Im strapped with bombs
I can explode like a creeper :)

During the days
I drive a white pickup
The only thing I drink out of
Is a double styrofoam cup

I mix the sprite with codeine
It creates a muddy sizz-urp
Im sort of depressed because I just
Went through a heavy breakup

I'll eat anything or any burger - as long as it isn't pork
I remember 911 it took place - in, New York

When I was going to my jet
They stopped me by the airport
I started panicking maybe they knew
I hadn't finished my yoghurt

I asked the officer what he wanted
He begged for my passport
I unloaded my 30 because
That was my last resort