Daddy grew up in the projects, momma didnt like that, kicking me out the house turned into a boxing match, heres your bags, fucking pack it, since you been gone, me and your dad aint fought, in two months, three weeks, 4 days and 16, minutes, leave you fucking idiot heres your clothes you can keep it, caigey grew up in the projects, momma and daddy didnt like that, despite that, they tryna cash out on a check, looking at me with that rolex, I wear clothes my own folks dont even own yet, daddy grew up in the projects, just like i did, ima sick pig i admit, dont think you cant catch the swine flu too, im puking like i couldnt even stomach you, im yacking coke and jack n, amfedimes with bad tangerines, my future so bleek i could be in piss creek with paddles a centimeter deep, my 9. milimeter against my Johnny she call me corny but she still get horny when she see me she adore me dont mourne me when i suddenly leave, i remember making cheap steak and baked beans on collard greens with dollar store mac n cheese used to stove for heat, had the house on a lease