Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Rip to my dad and my cuz,im just a very polite thug,
And come to find out my dad was in a different state
We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait
Let me say this the realest bitch in the room
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do
And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.
Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
I got a liable larynx, my throat warm
With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
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