I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think
I gotta do it for my peoples with a child that's famished
Like a grown child actress flashin her nipple, a sold soul, need to sit i'm full,
My mothers family had a plan/ marry this black man/ work your
The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox
I'm not a child of god but i desire props
I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind
All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child
Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,
And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red
My dad ask him if i'm a brainwashed child
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
18 year sentence with no parole
Just a lost child, now a lost soul
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