Smoke ? you know it taste good
Back when i was jus a lil fat kid
When i was reading a heathen his rites
Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights
Home was never sweet when i was there
I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair
When i was just a boy
Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy
We don't believe you, you need more people
When i was born i still a true evil
Lifestyles of the young and the broke
I was a kid when daddy sold dope
I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them
When i was a baby i didn't have a rattle, i had a pen
You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch
When i was a child out of all my peers i was the one with no advantage
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