06/10/2012 08:31 PMPosted by PotatoBump for not having power and leeching uni internet.
As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morn'
A poor little baby child is born, in the ghetto. In the ghettoooooo.
Then his mama cries, for if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another little hungry mouth to feed, in the ghetto.
In the ghettooooooooo.