oh man

hot day in the the summer sweat everybody thought I was done but I'm in Old School vet I told you I'll be giving you my all and that's all that you get get lit and walk around like we don't give a shit true grit don't trip I always put a flip in the game cause i wont quit here I am back on the track with another hit get rid of me or I will you I don't talk about nothing that aint true I was raised without a father now this is just how I grew I grew up my own man tough luck your life is bland ain't no color in your life I think you should pick a different crayon ohh man you got work to do I've been handling the game so long my thumbs are bruised