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King was born on this day, 08, 28, now slate But I'm smarter for the pape, not a slave I can wait, not enthused by they face, hips, nose, nah, bae I like to smoke marijuana as the MF plays Motherfucker, my life, my rights, my stage Born leader, born free the A&R, yes, my rifle right under my speaker I would make things up too if I wasn't equal In a land of wannabes and I'm a wasp, goal scheming never cheat, flow ether, yes, victory Meaning these raps are now notes, Lord knows they gon' need em I'm an angel from above, my bitch tell me when I eat her Having music conversations, Jimi Hendrix or Beatles One thousand blues a month, check the schedule for the cleaners 1.2 in 12 and that's just breaking even And yeah, that's on my mom, her youngest son going genius (Uncle Mael Outro) Lordy lord I think its that's season again, lets go all the way this time, yeah all the way I love you Cream City Motion