The stereotypes

Dark room

The stereotypes
cram my tongue down your throat
better be careful cause you're getting old
girl head's looking more like a goat
mama don't forget what you're told

thought you were my target
though i'm the one with the wounds
striped all my priviledges
living in a dark room

stupid shit always clogs your mind
stand alone in your dirty life
you pollute these palm tree skies
you better watch out, your time is nigh

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