Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
And all that deep shit i was previously down for
Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart
Rejected to insanity and profane attempts at a life in the dark
Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame
We losing freedom, and that's why i'm into the game
I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks
A mother to you and myself i can't tell the difference
I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age
Which prevents a better life and so i live in a cage,
Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare
I brought my mother to the room and sat her in a chair.
The choice can be no other
I hate you and your mother,
You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy
I'l sever his thighs with a pen intentionally and get sentenced to life in the penitentiary
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