This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died
I wanna see you smile and peek into your soul but its darker than night
Social conditioning and
This how i hear it different
And stop playing hide and seek,
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat
What i do, through and through and
She can only live for the moment
Im darker than riddick! my mom is a critic!
Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick
Saying the moo$e got darker, well its an honor
That boa shit we get paid with death over dishonor
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Here they keep a rachet close
How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly
Only white kid in a darker neighbourhood than i
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