Then some lady named billie holiday
Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
Fucked your mamma, covered my dick with a sock
I spit it like a loaded nine, pop
Go! you free to go about your business
My life is almost as fucked up as your mind is.
Uh ha, you know what
My teenage years were fucked up,
As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
My head is too rushed, if i get famous i'll be fucked
My thoughts are scrambling my mind is fucked it needs dismantling
Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming
Your flow is more fucked than the bitches in my bronco
And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa
As your family dies, and my family rise
C u fucked my life so i turned to the drug life
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