My dad told them to take me to jail
6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale
Pussy and patron that's some great advice
And dad came home ready to take a life
Go home back to yo mommy and whimper
And there's little to be glad for
Bird gangs, it was birds i flew
He owns all of us and the school too
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
So grab your lunch and bag it, cause i take my foes to school.
Then get some back to mommy
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
Let us take a trip to my first problem
Killa you already know harlem
Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm
And my dad abandoned us before i was born
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