nonsensical lyricistness
something came out of nothing and showed me who was bluffing
and when he was lusting thoughts were only on busting
but to be fair that pretty girls bust was too much
and words come out saying as such
hands reachin lookin for something to munch empty stomach feels like i just took a punch
miss the days I could go grab some lunch they'll be back that's just my hunch
the time is crunch so we gotta rush
blood on her face like red blush
police make a scene and I'm like what's the fuss
no need to cuss he’s just a suss boy
and what's more they want to say I’m rotten to the core
can't they see I’m just desperate poor
cause all I ever wanted was something more
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