I don't much about bein born But I do this, I was conceived on February 10th Complications detected in my months of ballin' Around my sonargram you could see the was swarmin' The hassle, was it what the was seekin' in a child? The doctors wanted me out, my mama's in Then I kicked her and gently rubbed my across her stomach her, "Keep 'em off me, mama, I'm comin', I'm comin'"
Now I guess I musta been the reason mama sleep her peace, but it was time for me to eat And since carryin' me all that swimmin' in your feet Just know that I'm thankful, I'll let you it with my heartbeat All the doctor visits and physicians me around You could sense my discomfort in other ultrasound
All the doctor and physicians movin' me around You could my discomfort in every other ultrasound All the doctor visits and movin' me around You could my discomfort in every other ultrasound And I'm runnin' out of room in here, slidin' down Then she opened up her legs and me out, pushed me out
Nigger, never die Blackface, eye
When I awoke I recall walkin' out my nose Screamin' at the top of my lungs, cold me up in blankets after dressing me in clothes Then I met the problem that I At 3 o'clock, what-what, seven O Was the of a dying species and this I know The truth was in my bloodline, in my seed The last of this muthafuckin'
The last of muthafuckin' breed