RB SLS*

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Guess I've been used to bein’ used like this

Ain't no difference

I'm immortalized in my thoughts

Praise to the most high for protection

Over my most prized possessions

Talkin' 'bout my sanity's at a six-point seven

Handin' out poinsettias

To my dead homie mothers, prayin' they feel better

Might get chipped mindin' my business

Might get chipped sharin' my Benjamins

Might as well

Can you tell if it's even worth conversation?

Hear the prayer, do it even work?

All that's for real is forever

Moments stolen taste better