VERSE ONE
The curtain draws on a lil baby/
Looking like a lil baby/
Super hella cute with a tight fade/
Lil sugar lump bout to be a honeydew/
With an incredible ability to forget to quit/
Now she was raised downstage/
With a page and a pen/
For the pain and praise of pimp/
It was fate she would paint up a play of events/
To display how to break from a cage with “again”/

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What we go do? (Get it, AHH!)/
Then we gon what? (Break it down)/
Then what? (Eat!)/
Then what? (Eat!)/
Then What? (Eat!)/ 
AHHHHH!/

There’s relief in giving up, but I don’t need it/
I’m drinking sweat from the brow of the undefeatеd/
I got the spirit dancing in me and it’s peaking/
And you can find fеar where I decided to leave it/

VERSE TWO
Now what’s a story without a dramatic adversary?/
Chillin upstage-left looking imaginary/
The sugarlump grew into a lil do it to’em/
As she quickly became fluent/
In how to maneuver ruin with/
Syllables until every lyric was billable/
But the pressure to kill was getting critical/
Cue the light change, a monster descends/
Cackling at the sugarlump as he swallowed her pain/

BRIDGE
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
There’s relief in giving up, but I don’t need it/
I’m drinking sweat from the brow of the undefeated/
I got the spirit dancing in me and it’s peaking/
And you can find fear where I decided to leave it/
VERSE THREE
Now it’s impossible to make up what happened next/
So telling you to take a note is not a backward flex/
She went twelve rounds in the absolute dark/
With a monster who took on the shape of her own heart/
And it ain't easy to be greasy when you shook/
She was choking on a note just to pick up the right hook/
But out of nowhere she started rocking’em sockem-boppem’em/
When he realized that trying to beat’em was all it took/

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