More bitches in ma section,bad bitch trynna get ma attention
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
Look, i'm still talking to you baby
Ma family aint proud of me
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure
Lost ma mother and my brother
That don’t mean i’ma stunt her
Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors
Check it, my first verse was more deadly then tu pacs curse,
I ain't mad at cha
But that doesn't mean to stress ma
I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast
Into glimmers of ma dark past,
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