Sonny,

I gotta let you go buddy

I gotta let you know, honey

Skinny girls follow me around all day.

And I think of you

Petite, about 5'e

Two things I can't be

Light skinned makes three

Don't make me explain myself

I spend every day in hell

Still no kitchen

Still running to catch up with you—

But finally, I might get it

I can't;

Too many bad decisions,

It isn't meant to be

And if it was or is

You'd be here with me

So I let you go

Gotta let you go.

I'm a nobody

With no home

Probably all alone

For the long run

Don't worry

Ain't nobody

I gotta curse on me

That way,

Nobody loves me

I ain't picking up no pennies

No hope, cause I'm not skinny

Got loops, but no synth

Eye of Horus: been homeless since

Nobody loves me

Been homeless since

Nobody loves me

Been homeless since

A curse on me

I'm getting used to it

I'm getting used to being alone,

I like it, I promise

Don't love,

Cause then it ends

It is what it is

A genius mix

But missing the prescription

Read the description,

Or inscription on the Rolex

I'll probably still get him

And stick it inlocker 115 in the women's locker room

In Hell's Kitchen

I ain't picking up no pennies

No hope, cause I'm not skinny

Got loops, but no synth

Eye of Horus: been homeless since

My ex had put a curse on me

He carved the eye of Horus on me

With a house key

And I been homeless ever since

And demons follow me

So I guess it is what it is

Ain't nobody but God

Not forgotten,

But love is

I ain't picking up no pennies

No hope, cause I'm not skinny

Got loops, but no synth

Eye of Horus: been homeless since

Nobody loves me

Been homeless since

Nobody loves me

Been homeless since

A curse on me

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