.[Verse 1]
I don't ever play nice, I don't ever fight fair>
Since my mother packed this shit it ain't gon' be the same here
She ain't never coming back, I can feel it in the air>
I mean, why the fuck would she?
Spitting image of my father>
Hang myself above the mantel, feet.
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