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A Trip Down The Street

A Trip Down The Street

I want to find happiness, but how is that possible, it's all mythological, but to just keep going on, it's more logical, and possible, I'll spit to all of y'all, I'll just keep standing tall, in this skull, I'll be all over it, like the pick of the lit, I'll roll around, and do a little trick, never call me sick, get lit, trip, and give me a lick, let's try to cool down on this wick, on a planet, bigger than my prick, let's go to the store, and buy some more liq!!! đź’«TkETT3Lđź’« Tyler Ace Kettelhut

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