oh god, so good.
like god with a double o.
i gotta make it to heaven, for goin through heaven.
title: a common fig
i smoke a cig,
like shit, take a swig.
you can't touch my rig,
cause it fly's, like, oh so big.
run, run like a guinea pig,
you sweatin, i already got the gig.
can't reach my swag, you'd have to dig,
calculate it, like i'm tighter than trig.
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