Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/
Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back
You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad
And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that
I hope you don seen i just killed this shit
Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,
The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family
Cause love is the best and i have to protest
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
And you are, never gonna even be a speed bump, cause i don't need love
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous
Dad and mom are getting a divorce
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Back to times square...i got dimes here
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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