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L's


I take my L's with a grain of salt 

Failing everyday is my everyday fault
Knowing that they're daily sacrifices 
Of my child life crisis 
I keep on failing till I get it right 
Because soon I will take flight 
23 on that runway 
0 mph on that one way
Since I don't have a license 
I mean the license 
To kill 
So I will 
Do what I have to do to appeal 
To the females that feel
That my mistakes are the only
Thing that's attractive about me 
Like a white kid joiinng Kony 
That's too much bologna 
I couldn't finish my sandwich 
Left it on the counter to become a man which 
Everyone wants me to be 
But never gave me the proper instructions to be
One of many 
No shots of Henny 
Absolut with plenty 
Of cranberry 
Juice daddy 
Daddy juice daddy 
And you believe I should have your baby 
When my baby's 
Mother
Doesn't have respect for herself or others? 
I guess I'm taking that L 
I don't care if she was hotter than hell 
One look at her whispering eye 
You're under her personal spell
I ain't got time for all of that for realz 
I got big dreams with larger thoughts 
So much on my mind even my thought 
Bubbles 
Have thought bubbles 
That leads to the domino effect
Of this retrospect 
I'm losing everyday so I can win the next one 
Meaning my losing will never be undone

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