I thought there was redemption in the fall, or even spring You know I'm borderline more than rich Had to tame the orphanage Navigating two bitches, texting them the coordinates Two phones literally, house party loitering Deal so dumb he had to let several lawyers in One day I'll tell you how my life was unfortunate For now I'll tell you how fast these portions get Story of the young and reckless, bout to eat my bitch for breakfast Pink pussy been a preference, never fall under pressure Cheap shots, let it rock, eye open, fatty walk Rain like confetti drop, I bet he drop I don't hate the trendy things, just don't like to feed the trends Mama gave me all my sins, learn me when the story ends Flowers on my uncle's tomb, thousands to my aunties too I'm used to taking back streets, last week was nothing new Bitches is my scapegoat, who I made this tape for I'll tell the story two years later, for now the case closed