We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car
A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol
But now i know why drugs and alcohol
She prayed on me passing that bar
I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star
Yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol
Its somethin like manute bol
This is last call, for that alcohol
Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers
All the alcohol abuse just made dad's anger issues worse
So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team
We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene
That hands you weed and alcohol
I'm a fucking rap star
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