Let the lyrics stand on their own merit by god.

  • GenderIsOpSec [she/her]
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    3 years ago

    Past trauma made me into what youʼd call a monster

    Imma a product of the horrors that this cold world has to offer

    I be Litty off the cbd

    Little bit of thc

    Mix it wit the liquor got me thinkin im a g.o.d

    Holy water father bless the tap

    Ainʼt a fan of rappers dressed in ——

    Ate his food and left we dine and dashed

    Ainʼt nothin left but u can check for scraps