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U stay in the trap for the lion to click,
Offering your babies the banana slip,
Braiding there hair as gum in a machine,
Dropping the tears in between the teeth,
Stashing your rag beneath his slouch,
Preaching to white the monster is out,
U care tell a lie for a concert promotion,
Hands rest in lap for the eyes are folding,
Farther embarrassed are the countries that exist,
Heard in secret the cuidado kiss,
Engulfing everything U cease to conquer,
Trap music celebrating there dummies 4 her,
The decades will cross the road to humanity,
Blended by the culture of dog’s insanity,
Keep straight forward U R almost there,
Repeating the errors your eyes would stare.
