Waiting to see progression in each state man
And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam
He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate
I'll keep her wrapped up tight like that guy in red state
As i, fall deeper into a manic state
But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape
Can we differentiate the class of the minor state
No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight
It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate
Rarely there's a true father in this united state
They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,
They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate
The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate
And come to find out my dad was in a different state
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
Insperation bunny hopping over state lines
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