Ur havin' a loss cause ur flow is stiff
Who know this be the life that i really live
But i'm leaving town in a little bit
Im darker than riddick! my mom is a critic!
They say, trojans never break but it ain't that
All ima need is a nice bitch sittin on my lap
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
Ur coffin is set, so choose the options of torture or death
All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that
Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship
You grounded like mom is you serious?
Rub the wood and ima show em love
Make sure ur seatbelt is fastened
Attention is a must
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