.[Verse 1: milo]
You wind up building chapels, lamenting homies
Bending phones âround labyrinth walls, damn it all to low hell
Itâs him who thought âoh wellâ to lifeâs entirety
They tried knighting me nightly, calling it therapy
Why do you wear at me? My nig, I used.
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