Poppa took the television, but left the radio
Claim to be a nice girl but all i see is skets tho
Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches
I'm a force to be reckoned with
It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed
The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead
Cause everyday you be downtown with this girl on the corner.
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
By the cool clique, can't even be a school snitch but when finds a girl to talk with
Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches
Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid
I just wanna be higher than that
I want a girl to love
Ships that sail to distant places
I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.
Wanting to stab a couple bully's in thier eyes with a number 2 pencil,
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