They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
I love it when my opponents spit emotionally
Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind
Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined
Y'all get confused and call me dick
So drop the slam and let's get sick
Yo my name is damien, bitch, know i'm so confused,
I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot
Not hungry for my poetry
Im down thrown around emotionally
Yo my name is damien, bitch, know i'm so confused,
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,
Incoming callplus this my homie from high school
And what remains from a emotionally scared fool
Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school
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