| My lady loosing her hair
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| I got to sip while sitting in an uncomfortable chair
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| (Got it) holding her hand right beside me
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| Then bring the chemo out and hook it to the ivy
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| The doctor like a dealer way pumping the drugs
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| Hard to watch shit like this like give a fuck if you thought
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| Don’t give a fuck if you seen it all you ain’t seen this
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| When the mother of your first born son
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| From the pain, from the poison that they pump in her vain
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| Trynna circulate the system, trynna say she ain’t safe
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| But she is she’s just going through the motions of it
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| And this a feeling that I can’t counterfeit; |
| It’s making me sick
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| I better watch without complain about it
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| I better make my self a good day he promised that we stay around it
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| I look my eyes in the sun, I mean my son in the eyes
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| And ask what the fuck I’ve done that ever feel so alive
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| We alive
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| Survive
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| We alive
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| We alive
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| Had my first son Enzo Taylor Perretta at December 15 2015
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| His mother has trying to breastfeed him and she found something when she was
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| trying to do that
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| It turns out she has a stage III c cancer, and he saved her life man he really
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| did
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| So you a blessing my G
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| I love you
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| Can you say daddy?
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| Daddy
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| Can you say mommy?
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| Mommy?
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| Can you say squirrel?
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| Quirrel
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| I love you Enzo |