And my little brother James, thangs changed in the hood where I live at, them rats know, mama I want to sing but Mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin
, as I'm about to blast heat 40-side of Vernon, I turned well he asked me "Whatchu up to, the cops gon' bust you" I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled
ass The first straight [?] they think i hate fags I dont hate fags, i just hate people That break equal ties, make secret lies Like I slept through