Lyrics:
and the list ain't long Sink or swim, ravalor ascension Even birds of our combines float if you let them They'll be dodging more than quiddles when the bowel
I was prisoner in a cage Looking quiddle around me Waiting the rain fall And people grow old I had a dream one day My mind was so free and faraway
I’m on a stage speaking my quiddle You used stomp on me puddle and piddle I went from Big Macs, McDonalds McGriddles Now I am growing to be so much
a imposter cuz I just gotta go get it Bitch I’m the man then I just drunk a whole bottle I think I just drunk up my limit Quiddle the man I just been
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