Blade in my hand time flowed like sand and i was far away from wealth,
Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself
It will not be taken from the demon
With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them
My parents keep telling me
Now i can draw your face up pretty
All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash
I can feel your energy from 3 demensions away, i have my board i have
My parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,
Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids
She was taken from me by a germain
But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
My mind got away from me like an escaped convict/
She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
My parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,
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