BREAK

Oh you're were kid from school
that robbed them fools
that messed with that little girl
'cause the homies do that.
Yeah, pass her like a blunt.
Daddy's was the run.
"Lover this ain't real."
Fuck it that's how she feel.
How you gon' be a star bruh,
This the most you ever spoke. bruh.
But you keep your chin up
With a rope and neck hung.
Made your momma scream
When she found your note
On the kitchen counter
With all the blood around ya.
you ruled this suburban town.
You're were the man around.
Make the shots like Kubrick.
There was room for two
Right here in this closet, but nah.

Your brother crying now.
Your sister crying out.
Your parents crying loud.
And I'm the blame now.