Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that
You aint got nothing on this rap
You were the one i chose, out of all the rest.
I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest
Is the rest true, is my death due, to join the rest of you?
Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through
I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed
You've seen my flow you no i can compete with the rest
Put all the rest aside, that shit causes cancer and will eat you up like panthers
We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,
Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
And muffled the fumes like it was nothing because it ain't
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