Bring the battering ram where you live
For the first 12 years of my life
You changed my views of life
I used to have a nine to five
You make a nigga sing songs nice
In the prime of my life
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
Only way settle my depression with rapping
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
You changed my views of life
Ma want me to go find a wife
I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one
Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.
It'll last for all these crazy days
All hard days of my life i face..
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