The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...
Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days
Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand
Later that day mike was sitting on his bed his mom tried putting her hand
Release the pressure in his heart, he lost a brother,
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
Because of his decision he has lost all of that,
Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap
Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love
Not a villain, just a lost soul that is hopeless
Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse
Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,
All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child
No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
I'm the only child that my mom regrets, probably best
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