The thugs say i'm cool
While we going through the school
I'm here rapping with adrenaline going through vein/
And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain
Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you
Going through struggle, baby we are gonna push through/
Freakin' out all i see is clouds
Going through the purse of your spouse
You don't mean that, you faggot
Yeah, for the kids going through shit/
It's strange looking back on those changes we were going through
Put it all on the table, do it like a menu
Should of told me more about what you were going through
She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you
Before we see it's hard to live
With you going through more terrible times.
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