Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back
You need to make sure you become something not nothing like your dad,
A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash
My rap fucked you harder than when your dad fucks you in the ass.
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you
Im number one your number two
I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Im flowin rapidly fillin your capacity
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack
I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,
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