Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad
You aint know yo girl was eaten, you didn't know yo girl beaten by this heathen?
You must have won every pageant in america when you was young
Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat
Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.
My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose
To tell you were being lied to,manipulated by disguised fools
7 wins, one time beaten by a fag
Quick flipping up sexy back
In private, not public in the streets
Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks
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