From the womb, my newborn child
Smoking on purple to free my mind,
You was always on my mind
Cause i’m back on my grind
As: they will be so surprised
I'm taking pictures with my mind
Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever
And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper
Keep me from speaking my mind
To my unborn child
Good help is hard to find
I'm still looking for my mind
Probably just oxytocin on my mind
Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind
Infatuation it rules my mind
And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child
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