no one man should have all that power,
the clock ticking i just count the hours,
stop tripping, im tripping off the power,
till then fuck that the world is ours,
blessed with the swagger of a hustla, the grace of a college kid, sprinkled with that boyish charms and a demeanor of an RnB singer.
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