A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Pianist playing with locked keys, calling me cocky
He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,
I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you
Real words...elegant: a piece of art
I loved you with all my heart
Pianist playing with #locked #keys, calling me #cocky
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
I was born to do the damn thing
Playing with my heart, saying
Playing back my lesser feats
No time to plot retreats
With my heart most of you fuckas just fakers in the making
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
Armed with darkness in my heart,
Yeah, see, breaking up is hard
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