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Shredding on the bones of my enemy Feeling me Blowing up my phone Guess you're hearing me Look at me But a nigga stoned, an obscenity Killing me But a nigga grown, my identity F*ck with me Condescending tone, pending till I'm off the phone Smoking acetone outta bone, showing y'all who grown Bitch I'm on a throne, a little over blown By testosterone Plus, some silicon, my frontal lobe Is in the zone Temporal bone, portal to my floral home Informal loan, sorted by my chaperone Corner you a corner stone Sown in like I'm foreign grown Master chromosome I'm the bastard in the catacombs Had a comb, but I'm nappy So it had to go Monochrome, like my papi But he had no flow Happy I'm no average Joe Gabby so no talking slow Slander Adam Sandler take a gander At the rodeo Brodie no You a janitor with soapy soap Groped by the pope was there candles When you quote eloped I'm the goat and I got the handle got The soapy flow Hope he know bout the panhandle Before he go Making all them pennies Drinking henny at my wedding Then we heading to the bed For some head and it got me dead Pussy red, almost bled shits a threat The syndicates defending it Not a pet but I pet to enter it