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Life


Born in a world full of crazy

Happy that my mom got to make me

World full of opportunities 

Trying to make the best of family making unity

But then comes a twist and there goes my immunity

Momma left me here to only vision what I can breathe

She fell down a path of medical community

I tried to get her out of those impurities

Prayed each and every night to the only man I believed

Ever since then I just wanna make my momma proud 

So she knows I wasnt a failure like my pops, so I cried his name out loud 3 times. 

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