Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
At the age of 12 my mom couldnt handle me, threatened to have me confined
I delete they history
My mom and pops didn't want me
And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally
I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky
Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine
But me and my mom poor all at the very same time
Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming
Niggas say i'm thirsty , but silent when i got their mom to jerk me, she be beating
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
When his mom leave me i'll have her limpin',
How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)
A legend have to bow, africa
And my mom put me right down to sleep
If you a freak, i can take you to your peak
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