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[Verse 1: Myself] Yall can't f** wit' a Candor like dis, like dis The truth gun k** em dead I don't need no bullets holmes Im sh**ting all on emm cuz of a Lack of brains in they head, ya Its so easy, when im weezing Cuz my weeds betta' than bread an' sum bu*tuh, like your b**h, askin' me to f** her but She ain't look good, so.. where the nearest dumpster? (haha) You could call me a f**er, me, I just don't curr I'm here to watch this world burn You hear my stern tone with erry word And i ain't even start to rehcord.. Yet.. I wrote it myself this morning. I can probably write better than I can really rap right now doe, so I'm looking to improve Now, is this any good? Some constructive feedback would be much appreciated! Thanks in advance