If we thinking success is only measured by your money
I've raised a flame filled guillotine, just please...remember me
Scum a disgrace to the father,
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
Cuz she raised yu from a baby to the point of extent,
With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect
I'll rape a beat like a fucked up step father
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
You in debt to the game success is expected
Living a better life than my father did
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
To focus solely on handling my responsibilities as a father
No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose
Odin, my father adopted you and raised us both,
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