A childhood being suppressed,
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup
I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt
One day she talked to us about our younger childhood
Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead
A childhood being depressed,
Hold my tears i tried my best
Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again
And our very own childhood conflicts depict em/
It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look
Why life did you save? look i know no better, so its not my fault my childhood
You bull shit, look
I had a hard childhood,
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