Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane
I wanted the money and never the fame
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back
Well its between you and dad
May just gon' bring hobo back
Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.
All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that
That's why she ignore my flowers
Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers
And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.
Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
And sure enough my dad came one morning
They are not confident when im talking
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