burn' bridge
they said you come easy now days,
like KD setting up three' flips on purpe & yellow,
passing you around like Gelo, Melo,
Even though we lost touch,
still can see you staring from the bench,
catching all emotion & disgression
jokes on you now,
back on my prime counting my blessn'
young ambitious proud still carring the mission,
the vision to make out project
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