Real street nigga, ain’t no clone
Raising a kid on your own
Mr. this is urgent needing u to explain it perfect
While everybody got ammunition on deck
"this kid is troubled", wonder why? i'm beaten up and harassed,
But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise
Your family is left wondering why
Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry
I'm mexican rapper
And i ain't frontin for her
It's a shameso much pressure on my brain
Bitch let me explain, now your in my fucking domain
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