Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
Clouded thought was taught by an onslaught
Some thing i keep to my self
Cause i can't seem to see myself
Texting my mama current self
Yeah, that there is a fight in itself
Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen
I guess these major deals ain't all they seem
The nightstand taught me i need a guidance
Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears
And inside they think rap's soft
The only fruit he coulda taught,
I'm that nigga that leave violence prone like signs of domestic violence is on
A known liar if u didnt notice the oxymoron then ur prolly a jolly moron
It was a former student that used to be a guy, a self-taught that didn't care
And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there
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