You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
Little girl show me how you twirl, look at the news girl, no ones. looking
Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen
My dad been with half of california's women
This caliber girl battle with lies weighed on the scale no balance in sight
American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night
Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit
No longer gonna try to tell dad shit, i'm done with it
With ya girl on another man's private center.
I wanted a brother my mother i told her
When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep
With tracks on my sleeve, you girl are never gunna leave", forever awake no sleep
I understand, i'm back by popular demand
With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/
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