Too many
Too many days of standing in the rain..too many days of mysery and pain... i learned to stay humble in my lane.....dance thru the storm n the rain no matter what i go thru never give up or change..in this life nothing hardly ever stays the same...if u got problems in your life your the one to blame....too many times we mentioned others names when the problems is deep whithin self spiritually we're the ones to blame..too many people need to check self nobodys perfect we all sick in need of help
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