Top ranked, number one my son
Going for days and days unshaven
Your mother and my nine, got the bitch praying for her time
Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine
Tried to lock my fucken door n go praying
So she graduated, rich nigga wife training
Sticking such things on walls for better calls
My father was missing, war lord oliver north
I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
Your girl on her knees "praying" but she give a mean blowjob
Why not me the same thing
And i keep on praying
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