Who am I?
I was a boy who was destined for failure.
I used to think failure was second nature.
Low socioeconomical status,
means the cops have their guns pointed at us.
What makes me, is what destroyed me.
I'm not free, so I just agree.
I am labeled as the person always doing the opposite.
I guess they are right because I am going to be dominant.
I am going to do what they told me not to do.
I am going to succeed in all things I pursue.
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