Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair
It taught me that not everything in life is fair.
When i battle i don't fight fair,
U got all them drums in there
Turn the bedroom into a fair
My coach ain't care, so i ain't care
No where but i know you think this rap might not be fair
Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air
It's just me expressing my fair minded opinion
We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young
I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there
Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair
Like miley at vanity fair, its a tragedy/
At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey
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