RAM
R.A.M
I’m on of a kind
R.A.M no other you will find
I’m my own person
that no one can be
R.A.M
Rickey Avery Mckee
Now on that note you know who I am
I was raised in the big O
I'm someone no one can be
I got twenty people in my head
I know that sounds crazy
They speak to me and tell many things
I’ a weird person
but I do my own thing
what I see with my eyes
Only I can see
I took this off track
lets get back to what makes me unique
well as you know there’s two people in the world
ones with book smarts but no common sense
and the other is vis versa as you know
for me…. ummm I fall in the first one
Im smart as hell but I do the most stupidest stuff
So that’s what makes me unique
cuz no matter how dumb i act
I’m smarter than most
A R.A.M is what I became
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