Young money young money yeah we getting rich
But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch
The science and the art, africa
But that doesn't mean to stress ma
Would look at us all the time
Bitches suck ma dik like wine
And let's change the way we treat each other
Lost ma mother and my brother
I gotta bounce, i don’t call her
And peace to this young warrior,
Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
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