My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown
Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down
Rappad helped me get better with rap
I'mma sign that work and release that
I wanna earn respect, let em know about me when they play my track back.
You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack
Do u really wana be with me forever?
Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater
Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life
Talk about me ill fucking stab ya with used knife
I rap for about ten minutes and then the school bus pulls up in front of me
It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry
Coaches always mad when the do finally play me,
And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
You made me play that roulette
My god come before this bread
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