And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
I've got health and family,
I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody
They ponder suicide today, and hate the past
Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand
And get me some more drugs
Good kids make bad grown ups
Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights
And i'll never contemplate suicide again i'm too alive
Outstanding clout, what up greg street
Put up and smoke that weed,
With some weed and a cup
If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut
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