when you grow up in a small town
you see everyones smiles
everyones frown
count the mother *******
count the clowns
where was all the dogs
when your girl did pound?
its all different
we all spittin images
of those that spit kids
and did think about the benefits
of wasting away their innocence
im am worth more then this
reminiscent of those kids
were in my class that i did miss
but he doesn't know if he is living
i may have acted like i faced this
took e
popped viks
smoke ****
****** her
mixed this
brother drowned lean
kis this *****
rolled that jay
stole that key
broke that screen
heard my buddy go off to jail
while i laid asleep
i wish i could go back on that night
maybe his neck
could breath