Gotta pocket fulla lint i cant pay my rent
and ery single dollar already halfway spent
baby moms droppin hints about irrational shit
topics change from buying diapers to who i spend time wit
my lil seed crying/im still stuck in the game
my insides dying/im feeling the hunger pain
the cats i used to roll wit only out fa one thang
hustle fa money or a whip wit eucalyptis grain
hard times got me plottin like plans from bin laden
was a child a god but now im feelin like i been forgotten
i guess it could be a lot worse i coulda been somewhere rotten
or in the federal pen brain dead wit no synapses
this is the genesis dont feel no love in my premasis
my world is in a shambles dont see no end to come of this

just a short keystyle.
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