Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat
All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that
And yet you used to be such a nice kid,
Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good
Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked
Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,
Or will i turn savage and live in the trees? maybe a dog to keep me company.
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Call me a bitch call me a dog,
I got kicked off, i used to shit talk
That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did
And i remember always running in the hallways as a kid,
For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good
He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,
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