Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though
I'm the worst example of a hero
I want kids to think i’m a super hero
The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
The white working class is the majority, the upper class,
Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow
Zero,because i have no mothafuckin fearo of them pretzel dick hero
The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow
The devils stuck with this never hearing hero
That 53% of whites are working class with stereotypes?
They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines
You were my fuckin' hero
And you cute, shorty; let's get low
See you was there every year when i needed you
I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,
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