Make room for the groom married to his music
If i wasn't feeling school, she said stay home, your sick
Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible
But i'm afraid that your death will leave me alone and spiteful.
Or cause your alone so much without a society of friends
Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects
Feeling the warmth. and hearing the beat of your heart. feeling your skin.
If a period is late then i will mark it with a question
Then you stand against, turn on your homies, thrown ashore alone,
Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home
Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit
I'ma go so hard on your head, you be feeling like you're high 'n' shit
Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard
It’s just that feeling when your blood pumps straight to your heart,
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