I was stepping in my room blasting Eminem's Rap God, no bad ass speakers though. I felt caught. I went to the bathroom for a look and Eminem's no Amtrak. He stops us from coming. He's no easy way out, he's fuckin speeding! He says he found a way to fuse it and that he's not hurting us on purpose. Come on eM. My pencil falls during a pause in the next song, Type of Way by freakin Rich Homie Quan. Uh, yea, yea.

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