i put bullets through my valentine,
the flash from my bang had her goin blind.
the future's where i get my inspiration from,
if there's no fame in it then how you expect me to go platinum?
my cause is unknown like a lost renegade,
i'd be ok wit this baggage if i didn't know what it weighed.
its heatin up so i move to the shade,
my flow is gettin darker,my shadow begins to fade.
is it HOT or is it HOT??
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