
South East, South West
Keep my cards to my chest
If you ask what to play I'll say the Joker
Can't eat, too stressed
But keep it light like a binder(vest)
If you want to meet then meet me in the smokers
Your name is still on my skateboard
I can't tell if I've been reborn
So undress
I play that music from my youth
Makes us feel so misunderstood
Your parents won't notice because it's rebranded
But I'm a bandit, red handed
You're a burner baby, trap phone, temporary
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Our love would've been lively and tumescent but I fucked your best friend instead
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