A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/
This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted
Chase cream with the same team since a little kid
Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked
I can't remember much but i was always sad as a kid.
But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
And yet you used to be such a nice kid,
After party crib full of broads all naked
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
The fish was kinda smelly
I have a father, he didn't leave me as a kid
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Of a kid with no exuberance
Let's enjoy our younger years
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
I was a sick kid, seroquel my prescription.
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