[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]
rip out a piece of my rib and give it to a bitchas the snake whispers to her "ruby does not fucking exist"so i bit off the head then i chewed it and spit it outfell to the ground as i puked up …
im lost π
run up w mac on attack π₯π₯π₯π« he flat
2025 Sept?
Why does this sound like chocolate rain
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