- Used to being used.
- Used to being walked on.
- Used to not being appreciated.
- Used to being overlooked.
- Used to being let down.
- Used to everyone leaving.
- Used to people lying to me.
- Used to people stabbing me in the back.
- Used to people taking advantage of my kindness.
- Used to being hurt.
Basically, I’m used to it.
Whats 20,000 children to a muhfucka like me, cause you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this shit crazy
30 minute youtube video don’t phase me
They killed Osama and Sadam and I’m walking around like shit gravy
Posts on Facebook, this shit weird, my pic ain’t posed to be there
Pyscho, my kids are liable to go Michael … take your pick
Myers, Myers, Myers, they’ll kill with sticks
Ball so hard, get’em young before they walk, Issue them with standard glocks.
Carl Weathers? That’s Shop’d! Got more kids than Kidz Bop.
Ball so hard, I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too
Snatchin’ kids, Like I snatched.
Got toddlers from here to Timbuktuuuuuuu
I’M TAKING ALL Y’ALL TO HELL WITH ME.