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Yo yo, I’m sittin he’ wonderin
Yo yo, do my peers like me
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
They want me to smoke this cigarette
Knowin damn well I’ll get addicted
Nicotine o’ niccorette
It gets less o’ the best when
They want me to smoke, toke on this
Eck, swoo swoo, loc on this, eck, choke on this
Naw duke, weed ain’t what I need
I led the lead to head in the ri’ direction
Seeds o’ antebellum as I seek erection
Bam, there it is
If reality, is guns drugs an’ corruption
Then Ion’t wantit, then ion’t wantit, ion’t want it
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
Next they want me to drown my self in poison
Take advantage o’ that blossom an’ hit that beauty while she’s drunk
Naw duke, ion’t wanna
Ig’nant ass sissy, pussy mu’fucka, he’, heres a wet willy
Silly acrobatic brain spinnin, sinning – sinnin, winnin, clingin
Wheres da escape, shape the tear, wear sing o’ voice
Ignite nation o’ fury, weary yo’ eyes get dreary
Near me, too close, stand back mo’
Intake o’ yo’ sin is splittin my skin
I won’t concede to the poison
I won’t chance the plead o’ the joint
A need o’ the ointment
You crave, I crave
I guess you rave, as well
But as you bake up hell, an’ I prepare that grave
Un, please just give me space
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
My illest lyrics, none will understand
So put it as simple as my brain can comprehend a few fans
Perhaps no massive plethora
Perhaps lost era on the hand
And I keep moving through this dimension o’ verbiage
Angles o’ anxious cartilage
Moves my body across space and time
Wonderin why the lord puts me in this light that’s the color o’ lime
Anyway, I grasp the rocks
Cus’ I took way to much o’ life to granite
Granted, its hard to manage magic
I don’t fit in, I believe the man higher up left me stranded
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
Do they do they, do they like me
I don’t get it, naw, I don’t get
God oh what is it, Lord I don’t get it
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me

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from Ol' Shitty Poems Vol 3 Before The Prodigal Son (2001​-​2004), released October 22, 2019

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