A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
I think i want to leave, but it is a bit early
Your gonna get flattened leave ya with an early retirement
I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk
They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs
That michelangelo flow, yo, he was havin' early thoughts,
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Baby curvy curvy make me come early
As demons seep in the sinners early fate
He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate
And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard
And now i'm spilling early thoughts, 'cuz it's purely art,
My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat
An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk
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