To livin in a house with food my stomach
Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck
It used to get to me, to the old me
No smilescause ain't a thing funny
Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave
I shot my dad in the face
But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love
My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/
Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone
In my house i'm all alone
When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli
And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty
You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate
And come to find out my dad was in a different state
I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit
I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet
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