I had been around niggas, killas, pimps
Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks
My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise
You see my family wasn't poor, we had enough to live,
Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum
Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
My parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,
A foster mum while they
I was raised this way
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
My parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,
But me and my mom poor all at the very same time
Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line
Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience
My mum is sick of the smell so i have to get some antibiotics,
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