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And any other f###-n####-a## blog that can't put an 18 year old n####
Making his own ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ beats, covers, videos and all that ♥♥♥♥
F### you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rapping
F###-n####-a## Hypebeast n####s, now back to the album
Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC, and um, I'm guessing
That your teacher sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving
Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday
So, just tell me something about yourself
Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are going to go slower
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death, go ahead and f###ing eat
My father's d###, well I don't know, we'll never f###ing meet
I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this b@stard is so possessed
This meeting just begun, n#### I'm Satan's son