True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
Easily leo da vinci when i piece in a picture
Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
I'm becoming a true failure till there's no glass to fill only wishing
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process.
Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can
And my depression is slowly becoming a misconception of who i really am,
I spend hours a day becoming a hip hop nerd,
Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard
I only got four minutes
They say he's a dead dad and it's,
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