"I'm the reason it's become this way / And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised / They love my darkness / I've made them heartless / And in return, they have become my martyrs"
April 15, 2010
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Happy birthday to me!
9 months in this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms’d hurry up so I could get buck
wild, juvenile rippin’ mics and shit
Queens New York, ready for the likes of this, uh
Then came the worst date, April 15th
2:19, that’s when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house so she rode for self
to the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
Umbilical cord’s wrapped around my neck
I’m seein’ my death and I ain’t even took my first step
I made it out, I’m bringin’ mad joy
The doctor looked and said, “He’s gonna be a Bad Boy”
