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But like a father watchin' his daughter walk down the altar with tears in his eyes

You gotta let her grow

And so I shall

But first, I been honin' my style, coldest around

With more quotables than what the quota allows

You see a Top Ten list, I see a Golden Corral, nigga

As the moon jumps over the cow

I contemplate if I should wait to hand over the crown

And stick around for a bit longer

I got a strange type of hunger

The more I eat, the more I get stronger