Blame me?

I'm used to the thoughts(thots), my bestfriend a whore Want cat distribution? Dis pussy galore I'm with my gang and I bet we gon hit shit Bad ass kids like "code name next door" Hat on my head how I keep me a five Cracking dem fours and dat pussy gon die I take an ounce and I sell it as three She a Kaepernick fan, shawty stay on her knees Spinning yo block how I move like a rubik I just think of my bars boy it ain't nothing to(two) it Twin moving weird, dey keep eyeing my gun Let em see da bald heads Come and meet number one Franklin Saint, I was built by da brick And my twin was a truant at school since six Neighborhood kids playing catch with they father When I see my old man ima catch me a hit They saying that I got a mental disorder? The voices at night help me write all my shit Dead cousin telling me Aliyah slow down Other one said up a knife on the bitch Lesbian shit with a K in da trunk Only time that we "taking a pipe" in a flick Granny said, "baby you wicked, you wicked" Da stick had em taking a flight like a witch Brand new tee but it's leaving with holes Make exterminators think we put mice on da jit I got a scope that can scratch off a head Make forensics think we puttin lice in the clip Dying sound lit when I'm off of a shot Ben 10, I went to space for the watch You never safe niggas slime you in Minecraft Then post about how they look up to Notch We on a mission I f*ck from the front I be smoking yo man's while you smoking on runts My little cousin be jail breaking phones He be sending them out like he Patrick Mahomes Remember when I was new kid at school Niggas laughing at shit at the brand of my sweater Know how it feel to get constantly bullied I promise you twin things will only get better I'm high as f*ck I can see through the walls Was broke back then, had to wait for that call Can't do shit now, but I'm waiting to ball When you can't hold your tears you occupy the stall Just tell me the truth Cause I know it all And the moment you lie, I know tears gon fall And the moment they fall I know faults gon change And I know that you thinking the same damn thing You like "how the f*ck imma talk my way out this one?" "How the f*ck imma cry my way out this one?" How do I show him I know that I fucked up? Gave you my family you'd think that I'd trust you? I'm not some nigga that's just tryna buss you I picked you out cause I thought you was special How in the f*ck is it you with the tissue? When I'm the only one with the god damn issue This the type shit I be talking bout I smoke a J and get high till I black out Be in the room till the sun and the moon out Won't be surprised if she out with her back out