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He was 43 years old paying for his mother to be in a home
 Paying his ex-wife and kids in a different state
 He worked at a paint store
 He mortgaged his home
 He was going broke
 He started growing weed, 30 plants and more
 The home got off his back, so did his ex-wife even though she was living with a cop
 He'd get drunk and wouldn't leave her alone
 She started calling begging for more money so she could get out on her own
 Well the road goes on and there ain't no choice
 The cop broke her jaw and his kids moved back home
 His mom's rotting in a center, and the bills never leave him alone
 Keeps a lock on the basement door and he sweats it out alone
 And in the evening, he hears the sirens and the helicopters roll and he knows its going to hit, he knows its gonna hit

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Duration
03:48
Tempo
130 BPM

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