Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues
And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse
I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat
They hop on my dick like they got no dad
I shot my dad in the face
Say you through will all my foul ways
Rather be in the studio then out buying drinks
Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks
I care for you more than my mum
I’m effervescent, just ask them
Thats what my dad was doing
In my drawsring, ring, ring
I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one
My dad been with half of california's women
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