Grief
America
Land of the taken, home of the cover it all up and don't say shit
Life is an experience
Don't live it so basic
Make Haste, don't let your mind be wasted
I see many people hating
For some reason haters tryna test this
Why the fuck can't you respect it
I'm not giving pointless rhetoric
So don't test my intelligence
I want the world to fill embellished
Not a world filled with the selfish
I don't know why but i feel like i should start coaching
Let you learn a life lesson
Have you look at it like, life is a blessing
So don't spend it stressin
Guess your happy now that i am relaying this message
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