I feel like Ice Cube, I gotta thank god
I look in the mirror and I see god
Remember when I looked n saw an ink blot
I stayed out in the cold and made myself starve
And I know I can’t escape yet, not for a couple years
Living close imbue my blood with a lotta fears
I’m swerving, I’m skirting, I’m burning my hands
They are off the wheel
You called me a faggot and beat me to tears
But you punch like that faggot that you reckon I am
Sometimes I wish about Hakuba, getting hit by that van
But I know if I do that then I’m just letting ’em win
So I’ll be the hottest m#th*rf#ck*r if you’re snowing me in
And I steal from you b#tch, like once every week
Who the f#ck am I living for if it ain’t for me?
Im still in the escape room but f#cker I’m free
God looks in the mirror and he sees me
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