Wolf!

Your girl a thot your the proof that it's easy to play her Lemme tell you she blows harder than a saxophone player Are you hurt i thought ogers had layers I can smell you in my kitchen even tho your my neighbor This all started with a pencil and a piece of paper Small kid big brain I'm now a big Creator Only going up that's why they call me broken elevator Think that I'm blessed but you would die in my own simulator