Might as well get it off yo’ chest
A childhood being depressed,
Got the perfect plan to help me get her
Too afraid of being a loser
Now move a little bit to the left
A fake personality i dressed
But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them
It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb
The latter being a constant misconception,
Highest form of affection, physical connection
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
A fake nation, only out for itself
Hell! i still look a fake to me
And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy
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