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What am i doin To whom am i proving What exactly is the satisfactory quota for lacking Days are subrtacting Actions leading up something thats coming No bluffing Not for nothing i see something What it is idk vision stunting Back and forth strutting Strolling rolling Keep moving forward while the damn things provoking And im choking The life outa this life Puttin the battery back in my back to continue to fight Up all day and some days Nights So now im trying to decide which road is right Looking for money Uffing hungry Daughters on my mind but my nieces and nephews in front me Always looking but never matching what i expect of me Its ugly The struggle to stay humble in this bubble of bullshyt Im so sick Half the time feeling rediculous This is nutz How the uff am i so tuff but fall victim to bad luck Or bad ambitions The girls sake I recover from my mistakes z/&