"i wonder why i do the shit i do
no explanation needed, leavin bitches seeded
hoping i dont catch none of these diseases floatin around
gettin higher and higher with each piff, counghin hittin my chest
thinkin what depression wants with me?
talkin that change shit, but aint shit changed
still countin change tryin to see if its enuff for a losey
kinda sick how i earn my cash but i gotta make a living
tired of sittin around just chillin, half ass hustlin
all i ask is that you love me for me at the end of the day
its clear as day, ill only remain the same
if anything shit is only gonna get better, whats the worst that could happen?
take a closer look at my mona lisa the most perfect sight to see
then you look at me, adams apple shiftin
had to swallow my pride, its all i have
and half the time im here im not present, the gift and the curse
at its finest"-- s.b
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