This depression feels like being fucking stabbed
My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand
Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened
I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and
Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law
Im sick of fucking being skint for draw
Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance
Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,
Played like a fucking game and always being talked about. so if you hatin shut
And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck
I believed in a higher being.
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
They infiltrate our homes, africa
You are a goddamn idiot you nigga
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