Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne
Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,
Brother lookin' down from every direction, heard the police reciting
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Ya your right, i actually played the assassin
I hit em up everywhere, especially down low/
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show
Im just a lonely under achiever who wreaks of weed and low self esteem
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
I played the cards that you dealt me
Look, i'm still talking to you baby
You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper
Broke back brothers, you a faggot ass brother
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