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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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