snuck out of my crib to beat the badger most would laugh
it’s the founder of the fourth wall with storage hope to pass
put a quarter on my dash cause the pennies were stacking
like a break when i take one
deranged when replace fun
with papers on my dresser
made a pen to a paintbrush
to artify the letter
flipped the friends to retain one
with styles on impresser moooooooooooode
going wild then i fold
script was lacking so i hacked in, mouse on my thigh
like i’m linguini but fashion
sitting outside like i was needing pass it
about time dev realized that they were rappin
french fries with no extra side i called it magic
so you could imagine my surprise when steven matched it
shoot the gadget, dad grunts approves blast it
some laugh its, a path guttered when giraffe ticks
so i buff that chat with, a rad flubber edit classic
thought to act as if i made the world when i lavish
pink with passion, my cheeks puffed cause I’m the choji
lil homie, chosen, laughing cause im sobble when im lonely
but im hobbit with the homies, trudging, getting a stripe or two
grooved unto the ancient text and saw the sniper dude
i think i wanna write with you, i think im seeing clearer
dot dev relays to young pink in the mirror
i think i wanna write with you, i think im seeing clearer
dot dev relays to young pink in the mirror
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