[Chorus] You were only 17 Fallin' in love with everything Except for me, except for me, except for me These cigarettes is burnin' like a dream And all this money heals everything Except for me, except for me, except for me [Verse 3] I recently realized I'm a hopeless romantic I ask a lot of questions, but I'm not open to answers And all of my girlfriends just fall into the same old patterns Like sudoku puzzles we cross words, spoken in anger I must be the best at turnin' the good girl crazy, that's like my strong suit 'Cause every time we should be breakin' up I'm right there on cue Like a pool stick with some bullshit 'bout what I'm goin' through You should have an amber alert for me, I swear they should have warned you I mean, young rap god, what do you expect from me
The prefrontal cortex, which is associated with personality development and decision-making, is still in the process of developing during adolescence
And you know what, it does have a chocolaty flavor and I'll take that with me to my grave
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They say the tobacco industry aggressively markets to African Americans, who are disproportionately harmed by the cigarettes
