This is Kodak Black's verse on the song Spar by Dreezy featuring him and 6lack.
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye mayne, I like the depth of this song, ya know what I'm sayin'
Not the death of the song but the D-E-P-T-H of the song
Ya feel me, the complexity and shit
I like the topic
Kodak Black man

[Verse: Kodak Black]
Ain't old enough to hit the club and fill my cup with rum
But I can go die in the army, goin' to war for them
Ain't old enough for marijuana cigars, or spark my blunt
But old enough to spend my life behind bars, that's dumb
Totin' magazines that got me in the articles
When I'm in Washington D.C., I'm doing fraud n' stuff
Ain't worryin 'bout Donald Trump
Ain't worryin 'bout seeing no monuments
These people got weather control
Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?
The wind ain't got no name
Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?
These people control the rain, these people be diggin' bunkers up
But they only got two more years of slavery to do harm to us
I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us
I was in the clubs in 6th grade, fightin' the adults and stuff
Feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us
Ever since the 6th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us