Me
i see my self
rise out my sleep
trying see if i can compet
with this world where blacks
are getto and whites are ordinary
me on the other i stand on
im own tryna figure out my own
i look in the mirror i dont even see my
self i see someone that can do better
as the day end i go to sleep
so i can repeat
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