Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
I work hard for everything i get
To mcs that don't rhyme good
It sucked for this coward kid
Now they say i look good but i'm a loser inside
But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right
Otherwise i'll see a loser
The ice ain't really nothing to her
And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face
Loser fat weirdo freak i've been called a disgrace
Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone
This little kid grew up to be a weirdo on his own
I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound
I'm just a 90's kid n' playing around
Picture this, a little kid, middle class obnoxious youth,
There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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