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Custodian

I'm trippin because my minds ugly
But your mom's love me
I'm watching her kids
And to some that don't mean nothing at all
Lil dummy
I aint picked up a basketball
But I bring the balls to the court
Like the custodian
 like I keep the Lock and key like you all
Don't understand I'm the golden ring
You my children I'm sunning you all
She get a father for free
That's the key
Now keep it moving u haul
And if you in the hall
And I tell you take a seat
You ain't understand me at all
And you couldn't hold the pack, not the piece, not the secrets at all
Not the the key to evolve
I can't ask you a thing
 no
not nothing not at all
Cause what is you at that point
But something to dissolve
And watch your flavor be called
To see if you got some taste
Now excuse you just haste
To the courts
And if you do you involved
And got it right for the cause.
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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