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7g Mic

" " 7g mic" Brown dirt on my head now Soul done left this earth now I guess I'm blessed and I don't deserve to be walking around its just a circus here Well I keep my focus here. I hope I get to speak with her Maybe I will see her, maybe I will never see her its all the same to me. I could never believe in more than what I lived in I got treasure that's buried in heaven. Where my heart is that's where my treasure is God please make me a better man I'm pouring out my soul and I'm trying to do better man every time I think about the letter Man. that they 'll be sending me if I don't make it to Hill County for the child support court. They will find me,they will put my ass in jail just to remind me They got the power Satan is behind them They say we are under God but I can't find him and the legislature and the senators All they do is try do is be my mentor. And the president he's nothing but and excuse to Mr Yeah he's black but he never used to be When he was a kid he played with the white kids grew up And thought he was still white still why do you think I'm white still Why do you think I still fight still even when this Life is right still And I'm waking up and walking on water, believing in more than just my daughter Turning another mountain into a molehill

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