[Verse 1]
"Bet I can fuck your mother.
I'm sharp like a fucking cutter.
She wet like the fucking gutters."
Bet these n***a's wanna.
And no knows why my heart dark.
If you wanna love. Do your part.
Bitch stank like a fart.
Pull up in a race car.
Bitch if you wanna go far.
Gotta start at the beginning, not the end.
Bendin' my mind. While I'm tryin to find happiness.
They say I'm blessed but n***a's never knew I am a wreck.
Thick ass bitch needed.
I need to see clearly.
She said she needed me.
But I thought she had a sarcasticlly approach.
RIP ROACH : East Side Soulja.
Yes n***a I was the one who wrote this.
If ya wanna try to fuckin quote me.
Don't