Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit
Splitting and drilling the heads of demons, i ain't satanic/
He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck
Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up
Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs
Dont you feel like picking me up and killing those parents!"
Here i go again, searching for love
Did you choose to have parents?
Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister
Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner
While im winning splitting swisher,
I ain't did shit officer
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
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