Won't run out anytime soon
By a crackhead named june
I got a friend named chris rent
Hold my tears i tried my best
All the kids say i’m a bad boy
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
Found a man, named stan, but he knocked me out with a can,
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan
When i was just a boy
Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy
Only getting high cuz we closer to hell
Learned to hustle from a guy named mel
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