Pro-Abortion. Lyrics

Running in the snow

Training like it's Rocky 4

I Don't need a Gucci coat

I'm wearing furs from animals

burnin all of the boats

We ain't never going home

Burning all my dope

And Then we turn you to a corpse

Mind is like a sage I'm Da Vinci on the page

Trynna copy what I say then I reverse between the legs

high as heavens gates I get by but never stay

One look up at my face and you see Ammon Never play

Smoke my blunt and I'll leave you homeless

Hold my cup and I'll keep on throwing

Give it up I love being lonely

Give no fucks bout you cause you ugly

If I find em imma kill em that's the way that it goes

I'm just acting how you've treat me since the day I was born

Never wanna give me credits wanted me in the dirt

But rose I up out that bitch like I be bending the earth

Now I be chill when I hurt

Like I just popped me perc

now the only thing that's poppin is when I go spit the verse

My whole life been a curse

it could always be worse

Generation full of pussies say we kill em at birth