With your laugh, the gas, you have to fight for last.
The Space Jam, the blast, to off the color gray.
And you thought that you were at peace, with the charade, the color blazed.
For you to smoke, to choke, and for the lap dance, you're stoked.
Soaked from the feet up, to fill up the cup, and this ain't Cooper Kupp.
On bended knee, you suck, you stay doin' the Boys II Men.
And before you eat the eye of the apple, you contemplate to sin.
This is when you find out that you come from the bowels of Earth, the Adam and Eve Djinn.
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