I cut class, said i was a faker
Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker
So it's the nail in your coffin when i click save
Hittin' up a few raves hopin' i might misbehave
I've seen how you acted/ put my mama through hell/
Troubled mind, snorting lines, all from the dope that i sell
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