Washed my hands

Wash my hands with the fam, said my peace

Let my spirit release

Twenty dollars in my pocket And my hand in the socket

Boarding my flight and never coming back was my best attack

Let me draw a map, New Jersey to Chicago Within a four day notice period

He was delirious, furious, lost his grip on me

Was pissed at me, lost his ROI, let him fry

You shipped me off at fourteen

So you could get rid of some green

Ripped me apart at the seams

I couldn't leave faster, I became the master Hit up your pastor, repent for how you've