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As a kid my life was always a struggle Dealing with shootings, yellow tape training my mindtl to be a newly equipped muscle Living in the northside of milwaukee i had to switch up my mindset Teaching myself to play less and never slow down the grind process I often have to remind myself to use my mind as a weapon And to also keep God in my heart and to always count my blessings Within my family I had to learn money management at a young age And i thank God for that blessing looking back on it now in a new chapter on a new page So now I see my past is a distant memory amd my future is a close dream Furthermore i never forget to thank god for what i learned at a young age and finding out that everything isn't as easy as it seems
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