.[VERSE 1]
Ya hopefully hand over the Land Rover keys
Slowly and run like hosiery
I move eggs like ovaries
Closed lactose and sudairy
Who y'all suppose to be?
None of them close to me, my poetry poison til' they posing me
And little kids poking me openly
Fuck police I slip thr.
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