My label said "boy clean yo image you can't put no guns in this"

Since I'm the one they talkin bout I'm finna have my run with this
I seen yo bitch ass in them commеnts now go sit in punishment😈

Boy don't make me еmbarrass you and call you by yo government
Oh you mad I rap bout guns and this
Fuck yo mama take a pic

Yellow diamonds take a piss
No more sliding making a switch
Ain't that what them people said
I can't put this pistol down lil bitch you must wanna see me dead🔥🔥🔥💯

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This song is a lyrical exorcism—an intimate reckoning with a love that lingers like a virus in the bloodstream. Blending Southern Gothic imagery with glitchy digital metaphors, it paints the narrator as both wound and witness, haunting the body and soul of someone who tried to forget. The verses pulse with feverish metaphors (“boilerman pumpin’ your veins,” “shadow stitched in your spine”), while the chorus hits like a poisoned lullaby—“You sip your peace, but I spike the glass.” It’s a sonic ghost story, where memory refuses to die and love is the sickness that won’t confess.

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