But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time
Never had the time of day to hear a white boy rhyme
Of a convertible elopin' to get married
And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.
Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply
Praying to god but see he never had a reply
Of impactful things one can ask for
Mom relaxed, dad chilled, we all had it better
You left your nigga on his own
I never had a place to call home
I never had a doubt
Let's get smoked out
Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy
And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky
I never had a curfew,
I call em up, they might fall through
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