When you spill out hits
I try and respect kids
A lesser measure of beggar kids
To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks
Jumped off the porch when i was like six
I wanna feed my babys kids
Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.
Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool
Take the time i wasted helping you out on you
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics
Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids
Know where you stand but you need a helping hand you yelping
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
Got a helping hand and i'm willing to lend it
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
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