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Thanks Mom, Dad, & God.


I don't deserve majority of the things I have

But I feel like I'm God's #1 priority

Though that's because I'm egocentric, yet pretentious

But I know I'm beyond blessed because my parents have done nothing, but given me the best

I'm getting a remakrable education 

My imaginaion keeps my creativity progressing, my life is nothing but positivity 

And my fashion choices? I been killin' the game since '99

You can't put a price on my style

And I have to thank God for giving me a smile that people can see from a mile away 

And my personality sure as heck isn't universality

Now all I have left to do is give back because I have something good in the palm of my hands

Let me tell you about my plans

Mama, I will buy you that Porsche 

And I will give back to charities whether it be Boys & Girls Club of American, St. Jude, or United Way Worldwide

I'm tired of turning on the tv and seeing that more and more people have died

The outside world is tough and sure enough I'm not scared because Dad prepared me for the unthinkable

And I don't give him enough credit, so thank ya

Thank you for teaching me how to stunt on each and every one of these low lives who think it's okay to priortize drugs, violence, and sex

Money has never been an issue thanks to you Three

And now I have to give it all back, so let me not get sidetracked

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