POP-INTRO.

Poppa mama paid everything in the family Mama poppa raised racist hanging From the family tree Little did he know that fruit would sprout Up out his first born Ain't that a bitch Smack his face with some irony Bird chirped Bit in My skin left my veins black Shade they hate can't escape Call it payback Used to want my flesh gone Push that shit a shade back Now I'm feeling reborn Popop take a dirt nap No, wait That's what you want ain't it Rage ruckus monkey bugging This my canvas you can't paint it Fake fuckers made me manic Missed the wedding planning Must love that your first love Gave birth unto a n*gger lover Gusto lackluster lost all respect Hell will bend you over Better get a grip before my voice turns timid Sound ripples Splits the ground round me rage fire blaze Feel the earth, out of place On a tilt, think it tipped When your ego made way Weight offset gravity Made the axis break Like Paul walkers axels See that remorse not a concept You can fathom Father please forgive him Make him know how black Adam was I'm out of breath I'm mad enough To draw some blood I'll grab the bud But I don't grab the bud I can't even grab a single sense of self love She on the lap of some scrub And that is twisting my guts How I'm feeling so much When I say that I'm numb Why do we love If it never ends good Imma just tug On the strings of my hood It's okay Let it Wash away Boy your Bed ain't made Go and Get it straight Baby JADED Jaded Jaded Jaded It's okay Let it Wash away Boy your Bed ain't made Go and Get it straight Baby JADED Jaded Jaded Jaded