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Im Building my own teepee made from straw Logz I try n keep up with my cats but how can I when I cant even trust my own dogz I know I have a hard tyme trying to get a simple regular low paying job but I shall overcome, I shall rise against all my past tattz and all my ****ing oddz I used to be down with the evil d, now Im down with the holy G yeah dats God I used to give you nothing Lord now its tyme I start to giving you nodz I used to be all about talk, but now cuz of you Lord Im all about walk I spit words while I walk through gates locked either bottom or top I still rize till I drop I dont stop I shoot guns at fake cops tryna steal my patnaz freedom socks but this my life now homie I cant end up lying in chalk I walk my talk while I talk my walk through unknown clocks ticking away like my times tock... I running past bumps while Im jumping over dead pits I struggle like many, a life of addiction I know its hard to quit I just had my first kid....it still hard tryna rize above the past shyt i did.... I done placed my rez life betz...I done already placed my lifetyme bid I cant lie I still smoke n drink but the alcohol from my life rite now like many I struggle to rid I try n cover up shyt but how can I cover up tattoos Lord they come without a lid everymorn it feels as if I awake to a life full of crap leaving me lil tyme to give a shyt but thats life Lord I know now thats how we deal n what we MAKE OF IT

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