Da Dirty Dirt

Everyday another paper route
Floors missing
Anywhere but here...we are all wishing
Nothing last
Gotta cut the grass
Sister is always bitching about the past
Dad and I catch bass
Mom gives me money for gas
I had such high hopes
I don't wanna ride to da dirty dirt....I just can't cope !
Anywhere else.....I wanna go!
There's a big ol World
And a beautiful girl
Waiting for me!
This is my fuxked family !

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