I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
It devoured him, drugs allowed him to drown in a boundless pit
And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english
He's sitting in a pit of conscience, praying to launch this
Can't even help a small child in midst of a fall,
They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
I wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,
But it feels like i'm getting thrown in a snake pit
And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that
And i just wanna help some people in some need of assistance,
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
I just wanna sleep without these dreams in my visions,
You couldn't burn me with lava in a fiery pit,
Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit
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