[Intuition] Nowadays a year seems like an eon Im well aware and scared it was a long time to be gone But be calmsoon the namell glow up in neon Lights Im back and ready to grab a slice of the pecan Pie shit flyest ridden shoulders of a giant On that gold touch midas no luck lying But Im tryingthey try to tell me no man is a island Paradise in my eyelids keeps me high an self reliant It almost sailed but the tides drove my ship to shore Im back to not giving a solitary stroke of intercourse Been a sinner since living in winters bitter scorn Mind of a winner your spine got a quitters core Meaning I aint the glass jaw to fuck with Sthe last draw ya dumbshit its hacksaws to drumsticks Attack tracks that ass slap the function Im back and Im grabbing the last laugh, ya punk bitch
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