This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter
The fight was on because of me, and with pleasure
While half my mental belongs in a cage
And im consumed with the abilities of old age
My cousin dont get me hard,
And by the way i'mma start
Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them
Promote sex to children under the age of ten,
You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick
Been writing raps since the age 3 headphone on in the attic
At the age of 12 my mom couldnt handle me, threatened to have me confined
I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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