Than wakin' up in a bed and lyin' down in a hearse
One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers
It's just a phase you're in,
Well baby bot there ain't no question
Like in mice in men find a cave,
Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave
That's why i'm so annoyed
Their personal items destroyed
Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude
I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit
Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
This is just the first page in a series of books
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