Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
I am olubowale, the answer to this
And my man hatchet packs a shed full of axes
If you never do, still niggas look at you strange
Step up to the mic and i'm full of rage
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Wake up in make up on the floor sore with a whore and sock hung on the bedroom door
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
The you of my son, family and friends will just drop.
I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
And i got that good shit, might end up gettin my dick sucked
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
I looked up to the stars past mars and thought what an atrocity..
If a period is late then i will mark it with a question
Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
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