children
• Written by kingreaper66662
Giving us children who look up and be inspired
Your body's saying things i ain't never heard
To them it's just a story
Millions of children, bitch it must be.
As i christen your children
See, i'm second to no one
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children
It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done
Screams,i thought we killed em,thank god he didn't the thought of children
I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks
Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing
There's children dying and i am crying
It's evil, people feel like they're stuck in a system, moms clutching their children
While you fucking with me I'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of
prison
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kingreaper66662
Member since December 5 2019