But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
No sock or im slippin from the constant image of
Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin
Or the money you spend on all the action
Life wont matter or change
Said her hearts, in a cage
Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way
No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
Or will we matter? in the end, this rendition of life
Three men raped mom, beat dad, the kid saw it was bad
Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack
Destined to win, get respect where i live
It will be the end or start of new life
By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad
I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad
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