This life is a fuckin hoe, I don know if it's a friend'o'foe, Whenever it cracks a joke, It soaks my cock in a burnin coke. Once I made a good decision, I'll sing rap with precision, And then came up my mum's petition, Stop believing in rap superstition, I have high expectation, That you will secure top position, In your motherfucking board examination. And then came up my dad's proposition, Be a patriot of your nation, He said, Make your nation proud, Don't build castles on the cloud, Coz what sounds now good, Will never give you food. Coz this world is very crude, And often it will leave you screwed, Then I said mum and dad, Don't be,on me,mad, You will be glad,to hear that, I am a rapper-in-clad, But they thought that I was bad, Which made me very very sad, And this turned to be my last rap, By which,I think,I deserve a clap So now I say, This life is a fuckin hoe, I don know if it's a friend'o'foe, Whenever it cracks a joke, It soaks my cock in a burnin coke.