Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby
Millions of children, bitch it must be.
Where the black girls get their weaves back
Top dropped down, black on black
As i christen your children
They had a hell of a run
Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children
A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun
Children want heros but i've become a villain
You face made blind children cry
Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high
And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,
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