Hating on my team until they see we won't lose
Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse
And their mothers and fathers
To war with the coppers
Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter
And the fathers just fodder, he continues the slaughter
You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes
Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/
Fathers mistreat em or never show, the world deceives them
I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again
Domestic viloence aint something you watch
Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge
Check the stats, my team winning
Abuse and trafficking
For every black thought, i thought i caught roots
Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse
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