Look I was suitable

Casual Mona Lisa

Police pull up

How beautiful

Get it ten four this is

Getting crucial conflict

Touché nonsense nauseous nonchalant

You know that croutons don’t always taste

Good in salads

If that’s your truth then that’s your truth is what they all say

So this my truth fuck what y’all say

And they say

You make the bed that you sleep in
I’m hardly in mines on weekends

I take my demons to deacons and hire housekeeping

I looked you in the eye

Rotten fruit in the pie

Not the coolest of pilots

You do it in silence

I’m bool off you

I been secluded like pirate

Brand new to surprises

It’s too indescribable

Throw in some vices

Like fries and sprite

With that attitude
After you

Ima need parachutes

Another random

Temper tantrum

Temperature outside is fit for tanning bed

But you choose hammers to my head

Dead

Tripping like two shoes tied

No poo poo fly

Be suicide to stay

I’m Goode off you like Megan

Could be nice

But you not human kind
You probably monster

Why you always extra

Petty ass pedestrian

We made the bed that we lay in

You found a hair in it later

Was getting ready for Vegas

You wanted housekeeping

Linda listen

Linda listen

Look Linda

Linda

Listen first of all

She my real sister

Linda

Look

Listen Linda

Look

Listen look Linda

Linda

Look

Could’ve had em all

But I really didn’t

Linda

I didn’t

That’s just a housekeeper

I’ll be back around

When you need me most

Try harder we’ll die harder

Who’s Willis?

Zip it

Your lips ain’t on exhibit

Poker face

Lord knows who else been dealing

More is less but of course this

World war

Chivalry opens doors

Middle fingers in corner stores

What the fuck for

I don’t tell my own homeboys stories

Or report

Bad match

That part

First of all

We ain’t doing no source awards

Next door neighbors blame us

Pointing fingers now

Why you pointing yours

Pretty long fall from grace

What the fuck you want my social for

No contact

Contracts not for marriage

But for divorce court