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When he was a lean mean little juvenile 

J.WIGGY THE LOON did a lot of things that were infantile

With no problem rockin' out to his own style

At fifteen he stole his pops van and headed to Chicago for awhile 

At sIxteen he made his way to Florida twice hoping for some flesh to defile

At seventeen he blew it and his mom put his clothes on the front porch in a pile

After he found them sittin' there he couldn't help but to smile

J.WIGGY THE LOON's always stood tough with skin as thick
as the hide of a crocodile

To survive on his own he was willin' to stand tall doing all it takes to walk the extra mile

After six years of driftin' he saw the road as a place to him that was domicile 

There's probably no end to all the folks along the way he felt the need to beguile

Seein' all the evil in the land made the world somethin' he felt a need to revile

The man wasn't born with no silver spoon
He was born to be struck by the moon
Then left to be
A Loony Toon

At nineteen he hit Hollywood and decided to unpack

When it came to pimpin' J.WIGGY THE LOON had the knack

He stayed on Sun Set Strip workin' ho's and sellin' crack

Ready to bust the lip of a man for talkin' any smack

The other pimps and players called him Baby Mac

Then one day he met a megalomaniac 

that went onto play him like a jack

The man practiced the magic on J.WIGGY THE LOON known as black

While going crazy like a demoniac

And slippin' him some whack

To rape his mind body and soul was the mans way of attack

Little did the guy know that heart was somethin' his victim didn't lack 

The man wasn't born with no silver spoon
He was born to be struck by the moon
Then left to be
A Loony Toon

As he got older his life became more and more surreal

To J.WIGG THE LOON the world just never had any appeal

And he never fell for any politician's spiel

He lived a life in which he had to beg barrow and steal

At times in the gutter he even had to pull together some weed to deal

Then get to worryin' if some knuckle head was gonna rock his boat off its keel

By coppin' some smoke off him then runnin' off to squeal

Even though he lived an unruly life and it was hard for him to feel

Since a child J.WIGGY THE LOON believed in Heaven and the ways of Jesus to be ideal

From time to time he even got on bended knee to kneel

To pray about the things he felt he had to conceal

The man wasn't born with no silver spoon
He was born to be struck by the moon 
Then left to be
A Loony Toon

©jwiggytheloon