Come back to reality/ relatives begging's to start a family/
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
While i'm a boss, call me shredder, givin' you a scarlet letter
Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her
Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind
Ignore me because i am a broken child
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
I feel like i'm a disgrace to my family,
And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red
Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,
And i just want to hold her
Gone is just a letter
This battle's suicide, here's a rope noose for you to sink in,
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind
And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child
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