Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Wipe it away, love the sinner, don't hate, erase the sin,
Suicide depression,
She all on my skin
From this pain and depression.
Class is in session
And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough
But still is that a reason to hate that it's the same love,
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
My father i will always love/ i was a damn kid , i hate my mother
911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,
And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade
I love the money but i hate the cheese
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
And god himself, bringing in the love and taking away the hate
Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade
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