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Sip on my coffee as I write another hit
At times I get cocky so I keep a joint lit, that rhymes
T-shirt, same color as my skin, that's white
Last name, Tincup, they say it fits so they right
Right now everything's perfect
Not feeling like myself but it's all feeling worth it
Yeah, I'm feeling cursed, but I swear I've felt worse
Lost [?]
Tincup
Sip on my coffee as I write another hit
At times I get cocky so I keep a joint lit, that rhymes
T-shirt, same color as my skin, that's white
Last name, Tincup, they say it fits so they right
Right now everything's perfect
Not feeling like myself but it's all feeling worth it
Yeah, I'm feeling cursed, but I swear I've felt worse
