Strength
As I drink from this wine, just give me the eyes
To go back in time, to see what I find
I'm 24 but have the mind of a man at climax
If we were food, I would only eat my snacks
I'm good but my reflection is one to be afraid of
R-E-A-L the DNA im made of
Ima free man in this free world on a one way trip to heaven
Ricocheting my sevens – gambling – trying to get 11’s
While on a trip, that amplify my loco motives
Past judgement because it's already off, signs eroded
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