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Fresh kid turned rotten
I can't believe I'm like E then I'm cotton
Over the years seems like I'm gettin' dumber
Reminiscing to a time when I was younger with a hunger
Full a dreams, determination, self-esteem
But now it seems they hesitate to be on my team
You know the routine, when you winnin' and grinnin'
All up in your face, like they was wi'ch you from the beginnin'
But on the flipside,
When you washed up like a riptide
Fools clown 'bout how you slipped and let ♥♥♥♥ slide
Beside the fact
My voice is wack
Clowns is runnin' around, talkin' 'bout I smoke crack
Ain't got no homies that got my back
Yeah I'm a brotha, but some times I don't feel black
My girl is white
My game idn't tight
♥♥♥♥♥♥ who ain't seen me in a while be like "Dude, you aight?"