What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old
We forever be real, we'll never fold
I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
Helpin’ little old ladies across the street
Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Celebrate the very day that she get past
#thirteen with a #fifteen year old, like we're #eighteen,
I get paper like i a mail box, seen
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.
We had a little sister in the system and i lost her there,
I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware
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