I was a mugging thug that never had a smile That hospitalized grown men as a ghetto child I stabbed students from my school, I was wild I was never scared of violence it only got me riled That’s how us homies kick it If any of us had issues we would fix it a few us did time A few of us died I even seen a first degree murder wit my eyes Maybe that’s why I don’t give a fuck I don’t know but I was in a jail cell stuck My memory changed but I was youthfull badass Even today it’s so easy to be a badass I still deny everything done in my past I use my fines and court papers to wipe my fucking ass Let the warrants come let the court dates pass Who really gives a fuck In the end starring throught the glassBirth sign: Aries
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