Now he's feeling suicidal, his life story is made a fable,
Forbidden fruit of emcees yet rather tasteful,
Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)
I don't like them other drugs, all they do is pollute
Dealin' ripe fruit to your mommy, sorry, im a khaki jacket jammer,
My eyes are open now im seeing in a different manner
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