A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
I think somebody's watching over me
On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them
Know the shit he doing while writing the cum
Watching ya kids through their window
I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough
Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags
For you guys i cant cum, fags
I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom
She'll scream and shot off, when i pop off, when i cum!
My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow
Cum on her like presto, creatin' art like fresco
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
I'll be outta cum before im twenty eight
I'm always standing alone in this endless game, watching
Write it in my leisure, i rather go shopping
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