Straight from my bombers bay
Reading shit my critics say
My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight
And that was when i was in the eighth grade
Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,
Im washin off another plate
When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back
Some say my flow is ill
Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill
Ill cock my thumb back like a hammer stick the whole game up with no gun
Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
Imma crazy muhfucker but my head still on straight
I can tell you that this tape
Damn let me get my head straight
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