Needlin' through his day to day
And all of that was okay
Every day a reminder to some
I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them
Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them
As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen
Yet i still manage every day.
Same shit you said yesterday
But keep them cigarettes away
Ruins every day
Liven every day smoking that jamaican
Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one
If you something like paid you can fuck tonight
They was gonna find his dog, the boy cried
Every dog has its day that aint essential
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
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