I remember it was winter time, 2008
In December round Christmas time, I couldn’t cop the J’s
Mama facing prison time, barely had a place to stay
Look myself in the mirror and said I’d rather be in the grave
Thats why 'till this very day I still scream fukk the state
fukk the feds, fukk the judge, he hold a grudge against my race
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