Times consecutively, from mexicans flexin sexually
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
And i thought i was black
Where the black girls get their weaves back
When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute
They say love saves the empty, the confused, the broken and the abused
I spent my whole life getting hurt and abused
And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot
And mine somewhere bout mars
All i ever done was
I was convinced that rap was the shit, and i was sold/
Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold
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