Frequent toker, ask my friends.
To increase my ends
My childhood was full of bad memories
Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
A childhood being depressed,
Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood
You've only got a set number of years 'till your childhood
6. stripped of my childhood this is all i know,
Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow
You bull shit, look
That end of my childhood
One day she talked to us about our younger childhood
By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book
My childhood wasn't bland n' i'll tell you firsthand
Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and
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