Loosing my vision, now i wish i'd never gone fishing
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
You couldn't drop a decent line even if you we're fishing
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
I grew up with no dad, and that's the root of this behavior,
I be going metal, with the word play
But i get you, i bang with you the long way
Begin to make me feel like a little kid again
I'm here rapping with adrenaline going through vein/
Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck
Hating my dad with passion for not showing up
Play with fire you're going to get burnt
Back like i never ever left in the first
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