All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child
One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind
I guess now you know what i went through as a child
See there no place better than the state of my mind
Day and night are my 'posites rare
Child support and welfare
If i ever get discovered and rewarded for ma hunger
Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are
I left that pussy whistling as if this game was hunger.
Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker
Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child
I got sexy ladies all over the floor
They're searching with the hunger for more
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger
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