Damn, it's tomorrow Got everything I want but I hollow Everybody round me buying I don't think that I take another swallow I be frontin but I think got a problem Until I look on myself I've been soft but never Knowing I could do better, being an asshole's Ridin like I got some kind of over media But as long as I control my inner I'm safe Saw my mom, she recognize her son's face Gotta get back on and that's that Entitled to your own but not your own facts Gotta life, not words, just stacks Of you can't take with you and it all go black line like my cellphone tapped The life that I'm livin got me like that
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Slow down brother, fuck you in a rush Do you really wanna know what's on the side of the door? Thinkin like Thinkin like roll, you could do it big or much small Do you really wanna know what's on the other of the door?
Damn, it's already And she about to have a baby, precious 13 but she having problems Now she send to the path and it hard yo Everything she get she fiend she beat and followed by the Didn't had in school to tell her bout sex No at home, had to find it when she could Looking for a father she givin up the goods Pretty young thing with a Been gone down the and long by her dreams Life turned 1-80 degrees Knocked up, she should be out there getting Boy scary that she dropped out of highschool to carry Fell apart, she won't know who the baby daddy safe to say that she a Maury Povich No playin now, mom she steady poetry
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