Lyrics

(June, you're a genius)
Look
Roaches in the pizza box, Saturday mornin', mama cleaned the spot
The oven on to keep us warm while Mary J. was playin' out the speaker box
The water heater shot, the roof bad, the rain used to make the ceilin' leak and rot
Outside was like a demon block
Tease junkies fiendin' for rocks, tried to sell 'em soap, run when we see the cops
Them crackers screamin', "Stop," Sip ain't never judge me, though
'Round the time my mama lost her job and all our money stopped up like a stuffy nose
Shit, I'm goin' to school with rugby clothes that's muddy, couldn't even pull no ugly hoes
Bein' broke'll turn you bad, boy, like Puffy Combs
Make a **** risk it all to bring some money home
(You're a genius, June)
Written by: Christopher Dudley
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