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On my neck I still got marks from the day I was born As a shorty I always had to get scorned I couldnt have been more of a prick as a thorn A bad report card-before it reached home it got torn I didnt know if I should be soft or hardcore like porn I stomped on authority like a mat for a door I had no reason to be mad-I wasnt even poor and my parents were together They sent me to the doctor when I was under the weather but I still had shorty girls wrapped around the pole like teather and my hand was rocking evil gestures No more fooling around-no more fun and games-these words are in honor of my history teachers name I learned its not all about gaining the fame or laying blame I could have never imagined-but I still wasnt tame Like perfect accuracy I was never missin and Im thankful that I always had a pot to piss in Who would have thought that when I spoke people would listen-I started to pitchin Its no fable there was always food on the table-I was never hungry like a starved horse in a stable Ive been shown love since the days of the cradle when I used to cry I always had dreams of being able to fly Thank you mom for punishing me when I lie I dont know what the censored Ill do when you and dad die
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