Not known
I’m not known for being good
Is that bad
Can’t blame it on the childhood
So, not sad
I’m not known for being bad
Is that good
But I screwed up as an undergrad
So, not good
I’m not known for getting mad
Is that true h
But you scratch my ride with a taxi cab
You’re through
I don’t think I smoke a lot
But I do
I just like to give myself some hopeful thoughts
So’d you
I don’t fuck with popular
Fuck no
See I like the fam around, circular
For the combo
I’m not known for letting go
sorry
nor am I known for going slow
Rarri
I can’t claim I’m regular
can’t I though
more like at very edge of the a nebula
So, ice cold
Or so I’m told
Young but so old
warm but so cold
Like a storm thats so placid
but be fore warned, he drips acid
X god classic
Red eye passage
Said she loves gymnastics
Come let’s practice
Trackless track list
Artless artist
Heartless heartstrings
From whence does love spring?
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