Depressed in my messed up head feelin stressed
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet
Gives me jumbled up thoughts creeping through my head
For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet
Fuck she's dead... throw her off the couch, rest my feet on her head.
Throwin you a dub
Trynna keep my head up
Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say
But keep your head up, never let up, there's a brighter day,
Pardon me if i'm sweating you but
Waiting for me to fuck up
Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one
Fuck this is fun... now nod your head in agreement hun.
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