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October 2011 For every girl out there raised without a dad,
theres a guy like me where a mom i never had,
ran out on 5 different kids in many different ways,
now she wants us back in her life like some haze,
but i got the power to fuck anyones head up,
my speech smokes like sour, time to get my bread up,
Mary Jane i am fed up so start walking out the door,
stop sneaking back in my life i don't want you anymore,
got someone who makes me crazy but i actually like it,
sure there's a distance but in a heartbeat i'd hike it,
don't wanna think hitched cause you're grossed out by thumbs,
but you make me feel rich even when surrounded by bums,
your voice is all that calms, please can get you anything,
head my way and i'll pay for gas when it's emptying,
my heart you're now carrying since you took it back to 'Chusetts,
now i'm swimming around lying when i know what the truth is.
