I don't need you, as matter of fact nobody
I found a better friend in a tec and a shottie
They wouldn't hesitate to discombobulate your body
If you act a fool and always talking like you rowdy
Claim you a thug but you really know nothing about it
Now show me love cause my life already to cloudy
I get locked up out here simply just to please society
Let me go judge cause inside I really am somebody
Please understand I'm simply production of a man
Here where I stand everybody wants for me to end
Give me my fate don't I control my destiny
There's so much hate can't even count my enemies
Some of them hidden real close to me family
I puff on trees,my only piece of sanity
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