Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all
I feel guilty, i dont wanna feel like this anymore
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
If it's me that catch you, you're fried
Fifteen already addicted to nicotine, do i feel cool, no, more like a tool,
But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school
Even though everyone treats me like shit, i feel the exact same,
All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim
Cause i came to rain n' evaporate like smoke n' spark trees.
Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
In the car inna cense like i baptize
She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice
I feel like a low-life, with no life
Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor
Lets smoke a bowl i was kidding bout the weed before
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