A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back
I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track
All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the
Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga
But you know i control your soul, motherfucker do what your told
Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,
Must be something you want me to see
Test me, go into a frenzy
Because i'm turning over a new page,
Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change
No child should know what it's like to be an adult at such a young age.
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness
Teenage and adult girls cant resist us
This aint a gesture of negligence but i guess your turning to lecherous decadence
But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips
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