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Society is wrong college is too long a subtle bubble that wraps and cuddles like snookies thong, its junk thinkin youre grown up and matured in 4 years under pressure of peers that cant release till 2 beers Youve smeared your smirk your boys seared and jerked to be frank ya furt it stanks that the mirror doesnt flirt so is that why, you try treat me second rate then kaput and dog what i say cause youre insecure and afraid and its got to gnaw at the base im the salt to your taste I hope all of these words are a saw to your face ive stirred the hornets nest hoppin the fence with each rhyme like i was just south of the most southwest lines its time to diss this order, screw the court of florida this border torture is a scorcher but we can afford ta pay for ya house, a spouse, hospital bills, more of whatever you feel and all of your mental disorders its hilarious, my diss burns like asparagus when you piss out your arogance in the middle of the toilet Its so hott I could drop a egg in it and hard boil it you've baked your plans o imma have to spoil it you could saran-wrap your grams and still foil it Just cover your manhood when the recoil hits