You lit a fuse, you should've quit, but you spit on my mom, prepare for napalm when/
Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen
Imma need to know now can a brotha crack
True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
It's sad to see it, but dad you cheated
That's what i call it, it's full of shit
Get it back and shit
My god's won, death's been cheated
But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome
Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.
Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom
It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won
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