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papa was a rolling stone
but i wanna be a cover of the rolling stone
only if i know that i can do it alone
only if i know that i can do it alone.
august 6th, 1981 i took my first breath.
they said i smiled and cried until it was none left.
i guess i knew what i was in for before hand.
miniture grown man ha.
third of three sons.
big bird and squirt guns.
aunt tammy dressed up as a clown when i turned one.
scared the shit out of me but thanks for trying.
sitting in my highchair throwing cake and crying.
i remember everything, every single detail,
clinging on daddy s leg like don t leave i ll be good.
i promise. i ll do anything honest.
but he had to go to work and bust his ass for those dollars.
now it all makes sense, back then i wasn t havin it,
obsessed with heatin it so young and so adim
