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humanity


Humanity (Learning to cope with things)
Nate,(Phil, we all in this)
U can be made at me u can stay mad to me no big deal it's just a what ever sorry for making friends that can't stand strong during the signs of bad weather... Cuz see I learned to stand tall strong during the ruff to get to the better stuff so u can hate me be a disgrace to me u can even rub things in my face, but to me it don't matter maturity key to growing up so I'll mature enough not to endure ur adolescent nonsense fluffy stuff...you bring more drama to the table...shit u should work for TNT...this is no soap opera but i can just watch u..so I can see wat I watch on tv in live in flesh this shit is always better in person....I watch your drama flood over like an active volcano... I don't care about your bull,your beef I'll deal with it I'll hand you your death tarot card while I'm pulling you threw this snow...so just know ain't nothing too hard and nothing I can't do ain't shit I can't reach with or without you... So let's face it my outcome is equivalent no matter if your here in the beginning or the end but also remember that my outcome is still the same if I do this without em I don't choose over no one I make them choose to co exist... Cuz that's life just know there will always be levels to this shit u may be the first but also know you's the last I ever choose to loose ...but hey if I try to move ahead and ur still pulling me behind I'll drop u likes dime and move ahead at my own pace own my own space and do it in my own time..I don't like being held back so don't try it unless u know ull like the fall....I don't love dropping niggas from my back but hey if you don't learn to co exist in this life then there will never be help walking this path...just know no one will be there to help u eventually when u fall....and when u get that call...if ur wounded know my help won't no longer be there for u ull have to crawl to ur destination....cuz when fate called for me u said fuck him let him be a stranger in a strange place....well jokes on u cuz I couldn't do any better no distractions or peer pressure so I'll say sincerely thank you and just call this shit my haterz love letter.....cuz when people hate on me I just learn to love better..

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Nate the Great

this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.

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