Talking about the god you serve
Cause suffering to all of the others
Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.
I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool
And violence towards others
Half my peers, they're stretched for years
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
Helping the the position that i'm in
Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke
I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!
Always helping me though
Call me whatever joe
Know where you stand but you need a helping hand you yelping
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign
The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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