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My intelligence defeated
All my energy depleted
The only thing I feel, mistreated
My soul leaves my body
This mental karate
Until none of them can see
Which one is the real me
What time is it and which date?
I’m lost in worry I create
Just adding **** onto my plate
Until I’m easy to frustrate
I feel like my lines and bars are lazy
Maybe I’m getting a little hazy
My family says I’m going crazy
This **** never seems to phase me
All my writes are old man rants
About how we’re just tiny ants
My anger hiked high like my pants
Very quick to take a stance
Shouldn’t these things make some sense?
Like lets repeat before we rinse
I was a King and now I’m Prince
And my words are only here for mince.
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