H.O.I.
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H.O.I. So far up my own ass, leagues past the second sphincter All my life been on a brain quest Tryna coup de grâce some practicality outchea program, become a profound thinker The story writes itself, the actors glibly ad-lib, and someone in the audience is coughing ad nauseous May not dig the bar, but tip the mixologist Wack taste masked, ice n' charisma fixin' all of it Wishin’ I had half the heart of Iheoma Oh to know myself and steer clear of raggedy hoe ass drama When a boy feelin’ down, ya know she gottem When a gal feelin’ herself, ya know she tout ‘em Map room crew lose theyselves when she gone She the glue to any group, if she missing don’t be long, 8 chambers worth of myocardial tissue. It was a long ass summer, GD I missed you. Run away x8 --- I been… dyin' on the down low Outlook don't open quick enough; the miniscule I can't let go You’d think my masseter would be sore from all the jawing offfff Started the procedure, can't clear the chamber, got that smoker cough I set the table and y’all bail, but guess who's there without fail? The greatest poet I know who speaks in many tongues of prose Protect me from my poor read on the room, thank gosh I found ya soul Wishin’ I had half the heart of Iheoma Oh to know myself and steer clear of raggedy hoe ass drama When a boy feelin’ down, ya know she gottem When a gal feelin’ herself, ya know she tout ‘em Map room crew lose theyselves when she gone She the glue to any group, if she missing don’t be long, 8 chambers worth of myocardial tissue. It was a long ass summer, GD I missed you. Run away x8
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