Lyrics Rare - linus

21 years in the race
Swerving I Steer clear of the fake
Prime rib sitting here on my plate
The steak come rare like the tears on my face
But that's a sight to see
Bitch you talking crazy and I might jus leave
Uh
In my whitest tee
And some classic Jordans like Michael B
That fools gold a turn your neck from white to green, hoe let's light the tree
How can I write my wrongs if I write the beat

You was the product of a toxic home
fucking while ya mom was home
Fuck the movie theater we can watch at home
You jus tryna make sure that you Not alone
Salam allaikum
Shabbat shalom
La paix soit avec toi et a la monde