Sick of all you phonies Claiming that that you know me Man that was the old me My Father has restored me This one's not a story It's more like a vent Y'all might need some fresh air Cuz this is Heaven's scent Uhh I should come around more Know what? I don't Stessed out, losing my hair Homeboy don't front You don't think I write, my friends? I don't...Learn More