The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha
I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya
Someway, somehow nigga feeling
On this disorder pull the cord or swing
I'm spreading disorder
Huh, i can't interpret her
Ill mortar guys and before disorder dies i more than horrify//
But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high
Attention deficit disorder
I pipe in and one night her
So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure
Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over
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