That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Those were the days everyone was having a blast
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live
Even when i fuck my girlfriend i threaten her with a chainsaw if she doesnt squirt
How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired
My last girlfriend screwed me and left in a hurry
The optimistic, pro on the lottery
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back
And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that
Rappers are having a rough time period
We came.. way too far pretty baby
Having a kid is fine with me
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