And there's little to be glad for
It's like he had a bang on the napper
Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud
Before he had a girlfriend what the fuck
Pass that, catch back, fast that
Living lives i wish i had
I dont wanna live, i wish my mom had enough sence to pick up a coat hanger,
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete
And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.
As a kid he had no-one to play ball with
Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches
By the water, au revoir to my audience
He wishes he had a pair of wings
And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
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