So im comin back at you
Mama ain't raise no fool, true
So what im seventeen
Come see real niggas on my team
Cause im so damn trowed. uhh.
A legend have to bow, africa
Im realistic im ballistic so many words to describe my
Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die
Like being garbage some type of disease
Whatever im bored so peace
Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake
So im sharper than a six inch blade
Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase
So im spittin over beats and smoking trees
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