Dont let me into my zone
Far away from home
You, you, you have to pay for that
Like football your ass smacked dad
Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
They hop on my dick like they got no dad
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing
'cuz my dad always saw me try to make my scripts sing.
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
Dont judge me ...its my feelings
When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell
Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/
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