Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
My words are my rhythm
You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration
His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him
Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist
Breaking ribs, shitting top hits just in case you missed
He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs
My shit thigh like my bootstraps
Started off on thin ice
See my pain through my eyes,
Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds
Laugh at me i'm white as bleach in diaper sheets
Started way back when i was a child /spit a cypher while takin a shit in my diaper
Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire
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