Wish granted
Training training training thats all i breath
cant wait for this sh*t to be done so i
can feel relieve.
Just wanna pass through this level
i should of known i made a deal
to the devil.
This life aint easy no more but imma
bring out the beast and let it roar.
Tryna turn my depression in to celebration.
Suddenly practicing more then sleep but
what you sow is what you reap.
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