And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
And started listening when i was six
Dad was old he cant keep up with the pace
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn
And my dad abandoned us before i was born
I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad
Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back
With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
I just give dad the silent treatment when he says sup
I'd rather do business than pleasure
When i grew up i was like "whatever"
Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
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