Unanimously named the game's president/
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked
Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,
I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,
It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good
We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back
I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?
How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly
Only white kid in a darker neighbourhood than i
So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell
Learned to hustle from a guy named mel
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