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Like going to see your mother when it’s overdue

Laughing with her while she cook for you

When your man hands you a book

Cause he can tell you look gloomy

And that shit liftin your Spirit

Like man this book full of truth for real

Smellin' the flora, tearing the floor up

Two steppin' and letting go when you caught up

That wavy daylight in the autumn, ideas born out of boredom

Standing your ground when they all wrong

Keeping it raw

Keeping a promise, keeping a breezy on a long leash

Feeling like equals around is free

No red bottom achilles heels, the dialoge is really real

You know you can’t her from diamonds and beamer seats

A day with your old folks, memory lane, photos

A big nice hole in the ozone, just feeling warm

In a fleece with no logo, it ain’t no snow beach polo

But good enough long as the cashflow’s slower than rowboats

Waking up solo, ahhh, waking up so low

Even though she was gonna let you tap like morse code

Even more so, cuz the vibe was getting hard to swallow

Like eating cardboard with a sore throat

I heard you getting paid, sounded soft like soufflés

My shit go hard like a Tuesday

I see you rolling in that coupe with no toupee

But in my mind I’ll make a hover board out of a food tray

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