cmon bro, you know you gotta spend money in order to make money in this rap game. can't be worrying about shit like diapers and baby food and shit.
once he invests all that cheddar into the album cover, it's gonna sell like hot cakes nah mean
even if he sells an album a year for 18 years he can give his kid some sweet graduation books when he crosses over from juvy to the adult detention center
the album cover should be a bunch of stupid fuckers waiting in line to buy the ugly new LeBrons, but the shoes are actually the album, and looming above them all, omnipresent in a semi-transparent fog, is trillbot. and he's got super-soakers for arms and hypodermic needles full of weed stuck in his neck with oily boogers drizzling down his face
drugs oil and guns
i would buy that shit