We fuckin' it up this summer
I hate you and your mother,
I shot my dad in the face
It'll last for all these crazy days
Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag
I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,
Everyday i hate, i loath,
Guess i’m different than most
Would u hate me if cheated
Yeah, rack, rack city shit
I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad
Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan
Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam
But, shorty i'm far from a saint
But then dad told me i failed
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