If I was Famous Tomorrow

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If I was famous tomorrow, I’d smack a bitch today, misunderstanding be damned, I go insane in the membrane, cypress hill kids, I’m just birdbrains, eat my asshole seared, that’s young hawks filet, everytime I click post they look on with dismay, as if I post for the likes, blind eyes I get nay, still I pull up shouting whole worlds about to hear what I say, world war me like king iso, I’m sporting shades out in KC, at childrens mercy park when I can spend spare change see, i like to have fun in my own way, in my own lane, with a very small circle to keep me sane, puff puff with a pass I always be sharing Mary Jane, you get a vibe, she get a vibe, he get a vibe, Oprah Winfrey everybody get a vibe, if I had it my way, I’d run the White House high, reparations for those harmed by white tell the colonial crackers we can argue all night I run errands in Balaclava Bitch I’m born to fight see my phone that’s my service nine ask my dad if he’s got a smooth life pick on me you slowly die no questions asked hawk you’re a broken record yeah yeah yeah yeah YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAHHHHHHHHHHH PLAY IT BACK Rico Nasty with the mood son i dont need your opin-ion I’m a Cyber-Punk Keyboard Warrior next spring I’m in New York reading Hamlet Arms out in Armonk I’m podunk but I’m posh nothing but lotion and bass when I pop my trunk my world is chaos but it’s peace and love i should’ve been a monk but instead I’m writing songs damn who’d have thunk recording a new BD everyday no gonk all the ladies say hey this kids got spunk damn I wonder if they’re down to fuck answer is always duh my wand is a weapon and yes I can clutch lock load then just bust headshots breast shots even nutted in her butt don’t tell her mother she will spoil all the fun I’m so unholy even Sam smith runs I’m at the church with a cucumber corrupting nuns I’m so hot you can’t stop nor cool off a sun so much friction on the mission that the fire Marshall called said I can see a smoke plume you two better knock it off so I said aw fuck it middle fingers to em all then I got to slamming headboards holes in the wall haha ha ha haha ha ha Ayo, fuck you if you ever talked shit about me 2022 I grew 2023 I blew 2024 I open doors 2025 eyes open wide 2026 we grant a make a wish 2027 we built an engine 2028 open multidimensional gates 2029 a car flies 2030 I become an attorney 2031 my own marathon is run 2032 I’m recording on the moon 2033 I see america freed from greed 2034 America ends wars 2035 Intergalactic vibes 2036 Andromeda chicks 2037 still writing heat like kelvin 2038 Universally great 2039 water to wine 2040 fuck it you get it I will never stop recording my own damn reality even if no ones supporting my life my rules I’m peppa pig laughing meaning I’m snorting now grab the hat and get to sorting like it’s Harry Potter Rest In Peace Hagrid the magic is never ending…