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SOS you left me in the jungle man
Young, black and just don't give a fuck
I like to get high all day, sleep
And get my digit's up
The skeletons in my closet so deep
I couldn't dig 'em up
Could give a fuck about a job
I'd rather stick a nigga up for a bigger cut
Ain't eat in months, I need a bigger cup
'cause we ain't eat in months
White education
Black self hatred is what they teaching us
Carcinogens and scraps off the pavement
Is what they feeding us
Long as the weed lit up
And we keep it tucked, we don't give a fuck
Shit, bitch, I really lied in that casket
Told no truths when I prayed for
My child to become a bastard
Showed no proof of my ways and
My actions to pointless masses
Count backwards 'cause time don't
Exist but only matter