I get paper like i a mail box, seen
Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen
Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,
Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good
Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put
And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Don't you fall from grace
I shot my dad in the face
Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,
Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids
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