Distractions
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I f-fking love you, Jordan
I think about death often
But I do not speak about it
I know there's things that others think about, but do not speak about
That is why distractions are necessary
I don't need water, there's drip on my body
I'm driving a Dodge, ain't no need for Bugatti
Shorty got titties the size of a titan
I dive in, pussy hella tighten, uh
Blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice, uh, yeah
I got a check, and I spend it on shoes, huh, yeah
That's how I move (Nonsense!)
And I don't really talk a lot
I'm a knight, Sir Lancelot
With armor, harder than pans and pots
I'm throwing shots at any nigga throwing taunts in the parking lot
Or in vicinity, headshots, yah Kennedy
Head pop an enemy
Bullets infinity
There is no remedy
Why you so Jiminy
Cricket, you shaking, you timid
You scary ass bitches
I don't think it is healthy
To bottle your emotions
But I can't help it
I cannot talk about it
I cannot talk about it
I don't wanna talk about it
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
I don't wanna ta-
(Distractions!)
I don't smoke Imma sober man! Huh!
Eat that ass like a Doberman
(Laughing always hides the pain)
Bob the Builder, build an L,
I'm raising hell, I'm out the shell like Bowser, huh
Bid you well,
But can't you tell I'm sort of Cell with both Android powers, huh
Pop out the wrist, bet you don't got this
All these bands in my wallet, I dropped out of college
She hop on the dick, on some bicycle shit
And I flow like a faucet, I know you aknowledge
I feel like Mufasa with power,
The beat is the pray, and a nigga devour, yum
High like I'm off of the sour, um
Hope I don't crash in a tower, yuh
It's crazy how annoying it could be
Or how annoying it can get to get asked
The same question when something's wrong
But then to also be heard if no one asks the question at all
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Back the fuck up!
Need my space bruh!
Why you pressed?
Why you pressed?
Give it rest!
Give it rest!
Fuck a therapist!
Fuck a therapist!
Suck a pair of dicks!
Fuck a therapist!
Fuck a (therapist!), yuh
We're gonna die, destination uncertain
But you can stick to believing in your version
But we do not know
We do not know
Where do we go when the eyes close
Pull back the curtain see
Pull back the curtain see
Only if you're curious
Fear the question furious soul
Fear the question furious soul