O-dog

Backroad living
Hennessey sipping
Birthed to play the villain
Just to feed my children
Creep behind the starlight
Tryna get my mind right
True like my blood type
Never been a fob type
Staring at the sun 'till I shine like one
I said I'll treat you like my son
You don't act like one
I can't lack
With this target on my back
I was 17
Push bike and a dream
Nothing's what it seems