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Yo, bro, I know I was supposed to come to the studio You booked a session for me to lay something for the album to hop on the joint But this 'rona shit is dead serious They're telling people to stay inside, it ain't safe Shit might be airborne or whatever, so I ain't gon' be able to make it But I was gonna say some ill shit They got me Googling my own name every two weeks See what they got to say about a nigga, any new leaks Shit poppin', shit is real, shit's droppin' Lookin' for our black leaders, but they TikTokkin' Flip-floppin', the bosses are now threatened A time in the world where a cough is now a weapon Appreciate all them tough times, that was a blessin' 'Cause those that had to grow up soft is now regrettin' Why in the black neighborhood the virus hit different? Then when they find the vaccine, it got the chip in it The money comes and it goes, the love is infinite Some things ain't gotta be touched to put your strength in it Yo, shut up with you— These kids is killin' me, man Aight, one Aus Songtexte Mania