Sippin on Something

I feel like I'm being washed

Bubbles of soap clogging my mind

I'm sippin on this mystery

This potion in a plastic cup

Don't touch me

I've already been touched

Don't drug me I'm already drugged

You want me?

Oh I'm good

Because I'm already sippin on your love

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