our story

ayo mac!

super three!

can you believe this bitch left me man?

swear to god man

i mean like

she must be crazy or something

i'm hodgy beats

heh

it's all good though

like

i ain't trippin' or nothin'

i'm just gonna walk outta her house and do my thing

like

stepping into my spaceship

glass broken in

you could tell where the vase hit

she took my roses

and my proposes

she didn't like the smell

though they were sprayed golden

my heart was way open

i gave token

she played the slots and left it way broken

somebody need to fix this misfit situation

that i sit in

and i wasn't even pitchin'

i was catchin'

the hatred that miss was optimistically etchin'

i wanted her when she was fat back then

and i still want her

even if she can't squeeze into paris hilton's under-

-wear

maybe you just don't care

or hodgy made himself to be there

what we shared was better than an eclair

while playing i declare

war

girl i'm so sore

the way that she left me hit me right in the core of

my heart

i don't know where to start

this is torture like she's tearing my legs apart

from the joint

it's not my fault

so there's no need to point

i need to roll up a joint

and burn while i reminisce on who i called ointment

i swear this is some doint shit

hodgy beats

super three

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