Famine, war, sickness and disaster
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
Little training, thrown out into a pointless war
And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before
I am president carter
Jt: didn't get a gift for her
So tell me why are we at war.
Something worth dying for
Another day as i step out the door
Everyday some kids go out and fight war/
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
Jesus christ and shawn carter are my only idols
Trying to maintain in this war
Summer time, different shore
One is mr carter and another is rap god...
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
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