Growing Pains
I'm still a kid in my heart so I have a probelm maturing.
But it will come from experiences and shit I see touring.
I really don't care because I see everything differently.
I walk around this earth seeking things to benefit me.
Since everything is boring and I see the same shit.
Ima stick to my guns and Ima stay doing this.
Do what I want...Say what I want....think how I want.
Since I said what I said....then my words are that you read
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