Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
Still trying to grow a stubble on your face, such a waste
But there's no spider bite, and no dumped waste
Look, just remember how that winning taste
I'm here just to waste time,
Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine
Turn the page, ya piece of waste
Cause i’m going out with a fist raised
I'ma mistake, a degenerate waste, what happened to my life....
That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies
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