Suicide depression,
It ain't where i been
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
But i don’t mean top 40 hits
Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,
Wipe it away, love the sinner, don't hate, erase the sin,
I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough
But still is that a reason to hate that it's the same love,
And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade
But if i lose you now i'll replace love with hate
Eventually leading you to depression
Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
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