But she took it in his place
I shot my dad in the face
Grow it in my red house
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
I'm not moving like a cartoon
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better
When i used to play outside with my brother in september
Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail
My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale
Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
Caged, and the wonder is seen
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