You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams
Shits so fire its a one thousand degrees
50, thousand volts you're gunna save for later.
Because you gotta finish a paper
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Six rebels lost in their thoughts
Thoughts of immortality
I reel them in, goadomes on see
Paint a picture of a thousand word scripture,
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
Its all that's consumed my thoughts,
Alcohol and booty calls
Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes
If ive told u once i told u a thousand times,
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