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life


yes im a broke low kid impatient even tho this whole nation has no relaxation im just prayen but it seems the more i do that i just decaying more and more most of time i spend is on the stuff thats makes me bored sometimes you wannna cut the cord but i know the lord with me even tho my life is shitty hestill love  me but it crazy how he made me my life is so bad but i aint acting like a baby my whole life is shady i always had to work i aint lazy but its the plan god gave me most people dont know who i am what i am what i can i wanna land on a private island bye my self and hell maybe then ill stop hearing the bells that tell me im the one whos crazy im the one whos lazy there getting so loud im getting daisy i just want peace sut back release 

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