All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.
I don’t care where ya are
That hands you weed and alcohol
The underdog of the underground has come far
But now i know why drugs and alcohol
I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall
A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol
Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car
We going weed, women and some alcohol
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
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