That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry
My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky
You never tire, might as well as inspire
Your my sister and it hurts though i know takes a wile,
So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy
Me and your sister had a great summer but she kept calling so i
But most of all mines broken first
Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world
But i never worry about it cuz they only envy me
And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby
Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
But you just wanna see screaming, working with a broken back,
No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind
Ignore me because i am a broken child
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