REALITY CHECK
THE STRUGGLE IS REAL
PEEL IT LIKE A ORANGE DRINK THE JUICE.
NOW HOW DO YOU FEEL?
I SAW YOU TRIPPIN THROUGH LIFE...YOUR WERE HIGH
THEN YOU FELL FROM GRACE
THAT'S OKAY
PICK UP YOUR FACE...THERE AINT NO DEBATE
YOUR NOT IN KANSAS ANYMORE
YOUR YELLOW BRICK ROAD ...BECOME A CHORE
12 YEARS A SLAVE?
BUT THIS NOT ABOUT RACE.
JUST WHAT YOU NEED TO ACHIEVE.
YOU DONT HAVE TO BE CHER OR OBAMA
YOU JUST GOTTA BELIEVE.
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