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My Yout

Thee damn yout; no wisdom, no respect... Tink they're so boombastic, wait and see... See a raggamuffin, on da street... Hood up, knife out... Some damn reggae fools, dis lot... Tink they can slosh sum' boomba clot... Me tink NOT! Not my yout, not my child. Little Jaco is ten now. He's a real blessed dude. He knows his manners, And he's clean as shween too. Can't wait a day longer. Want me yout to be grown. Want to fly, get high, And ease up, once we've flown. Me yout's like me brodda. Has the face of his motha. ***All I want is for him to be old enough, So that we can both smoke reefer together.***
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Written by
dertybeatzfromdastreetz
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Dec 2, 2014
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Jaco, my son; me yout <3

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#love#father#high#child#respect#wisdom#blessed#reefer#reggae
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