In or out?

…….Heaven sent, hood-bent, knowledge spent, we need some more; we’ve been damaged but not to the core, tell Puffy we need boys to become men, and shave their heads cause hair is for bitches, can’t tolerate snitches, we’ve had spells casted on us by witches, it’s time to cut their heads off and leave them in ditches, that can be our nutrition, got to increase our ambitions, and did I mention, we need life extensions not hair extensions, get out their kitchens, and stop wishing, it only leaves you spellbound with a distant stare, staring out of town looking like a clown cause you hell bound, it’s in your karma to be chased down by hellhounds, on earth we find you in society’s lost and found, you see me coming and start paplatating, that hard look start evaporating, come on son I paid your bail, that street life ain’t doing you too well.