This is a song about "Brutality"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Start of with ya fingers huh, sounds good to me so sit back an watch the brutality,

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

He tells me these things, oh the brutality. every day, i question my mentality.

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

But then he comes back, fucking brutality

I just want somebody i can see

To stop all of this brutality.

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Like rodney king, latasha, and the victims of brutality,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It's time to wake up from these fantasy's, you've been beaten brutality

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

He always bring the bitching brutality,

On they twitter writing novels, see