A childhood being suppressed,
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
But thats the life of a human being
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
And if my mother answer, i'll ask her
Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,
And i ain't never left
A childhood being depressed,
Light skinned women, all sex everything
Took the form of a human being
Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner
But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner
Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Women at my pole
Being swallowed in a vac whole
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