Wit my kin that i came in wit
Really your so stupid
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,
Came out the game, full stomach and some bones
This is oh so much like getting votes
Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes
‘cause we can’t see your bones
That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes
I light up the mic like it's kush or i'm smokin' bones,
When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
At least after your bid, ain't no student loans
They make me want to break my neck, all those bones.
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