Chuck-A-Luck Son

It all started before a teen
Seen Kimberly on the screen
When I knew I loved the color pink
Mighty morphed into a fiend
I was torched at the sight of bees
Birds, trees you name a thing
Couldn't make this up no maybelline
Couldn't try to duck that puberty
If I had a pond man that shit was deep
Wet dreams every day faithfully
Every girl I knew viewed differently
Tried to pursue the baddest tings
Landed on a girl named Jazmin
Puppy love at its purest, see
She was not the girl she made it seem, the

Eminem Show told me though
Women they come and go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Where I'm from they call you simp, sucka
Captain save a hoe
If you give a girl way more attention than your pocket
Eminem Show told me though
Women they come and go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Where I'm from they call you simp, sucka
Captain save a hoe
If you give a girl way more attention than your pocket

Ashlee was her first name
First kiss at a bulls game
Field trip I think 7th grade
Hormones made me a slave
Fast forward to my prime days
High School I would graduate
Diana was the girl I'd date
Like a sauna every time we link
Jack rabbits every time we link
Understood why my mom hate
Lot of time no account to take
Money spent I was quick to pay
For some love I didn't think would stray
When she left it was the darkest day
The game I lost was the game I played

But I did learn one thing though
Women they come and go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Where I'm from they call you simp, sucka
Captain save a hoe
If you give a girl way more attention than your pocket
But I did learn one thing though
Women they come and go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Where I'm from they call you simp, sucka
Captain save a hoe
If you give a girl way more attention than your pocket
Than your pocket
Than your pocket

H.e. goddamn double them hockey sticks
I might be there quick
From my past or the life my dad had lived
I might be that sick
This rap shit just like therapy and
Lord knows I might need that shit
Demons I gotta free that shit
Hating y'all can keep that shit
H.e. goddamn double them hockey sticks
I might be there quick
From my past or the life my dad had lived
I might be that sick
This rap shit just like therapy and
Lord knows I might need that shit
Demons I gotta free that shit
Hating y'all can keep that shit

Benefits I gotta reap that shit
Greatest I might be that shit
Greatest I'm the Latest you is faded
If you don't see that shit
Your LASIK must be basic
It was written but you can't read that shit
Cadence level 10 ya'll sound complacent
I'm tryna win this shit
Feel it in the air
All my senses heightened
Miss Appleberry got that pear and I'm tryna bite it
She made it big and knocked it down
That's Attack on Titan
Activate my Sharingan
Ask me how I got it
That's a different topic
If you do not like what I say
Then please do not cop it
They tryna censor what I say
But you cannot stop it
So stop trying to control me bitch
I am an artist

H.e. goddamn double them hockey sticks
I might be there quick
From my past or the life my dad had lived
I might be that sick
This rap shit just like therapy and
Lord knows I might need that shit
Demons I gotta free that shit
Hating y'all can keep that shit
H.e. goddamn double them hockey sticks
I might be there quick
From my past or the life my dad had lived
I might be that sick
This rap shit just like therapy and
Lord knows I might need that shit
Demons I gotta free that shit
Hating y'all can keep that shit
H.e. goddamn double them hockey sticks
I might be there quick
From my past or the life my dad had lived
I might be that sick
This rap shit just like therapy and
Lord knows I might need that shit
Demons I gotta free that shit
Hating y'all can keep that shit

Did you get it all out
Yeah, I'm good



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Writer(s): Charles Scott
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