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Check this shit out
And this prolly the realest song on the whole mixtape so follow me
[VERSE 1]
Check yo
Was just a little kid, kind of really chubby
The ladies didn't love me, you couldn't separate me from the ugly
Ain't have no father around, my ma was steady stressing
When I seen that weak n***a around I wanted to grab a weapon
Anger built up from the inside out
Cause that bitch n***a was always inside my house
He never had no job he couldn't provide food
He never had a car he couldn't even buy shoes
He couldn't buy school supplies for his damn kids
Still upset but now I know that's that the fucking way it is
They'll have sex just to use their dicks
And have children just to look them, and never give a shit
[HOOK]
Yo yo
I say, pass the weed I need a real high
Cause, real eyes never realize lies
Cause if they did I'd have my father 'round today
But now he gotta listen to the shit that I gotta say (2x)
[VERSE 2]
I feel like saying "Fuck you" for never being here
I still don't know why you locked up it was never clear
You got my mother and my brother tryna get me on a trip
To come and see your ass, now ain't that some shit?
I say fuck that and I'm never writing back
Fuck feeling how you feel I had a heart attack
Cause when you leave this world you never coming back
You left mine a while so how you gon' deal with that?
If you made better decisions you'd be here to talk about it
And when you get out of jail I don't want to talk about it
Yeah I'm stubborn I'm the bastard that you didn't raise
A n***a speaking his mind and now I'm getting praise
Until you hear this shit I'm counting down the days
And when you do I want to see the look on your face
I hope the words start decaying mental space
And don't ever think that your son was a disgrace
N***a
[HOOK]