this life is ripe with intentions to make it wateva u want it,
make the wrong decisions an not only 'u' but others will step upon u 'on' it,
u gotta go here, there, get a job, money is a foreign 'obj~ect',
so's the life u should have, but yo mum fvcked up, stop started an rotted,
she dropped on it, like u outta of ya 'closest' sch~ool,
u got run out, coz to-many people, thought ure drug dealing to kids was to 'overly' cru~le,
no matter ure point of view, it was wrong to do wat u 'always' did,
'the wrong thing', wich is worry bout feelings an try to kepp em 'in-hid',
i know u had it hard as a kid, but u really arent the only 1,
people out there, gon threw worser sh*t than u could ever think of son,
an people even worser off in africa where a killing nuthin atall,
where food is scarce an rare, AID's is ravenous, people living life times in hells hall,
An u think tall, an ball round, tough an "say ure on police paroll",
but its an act, u aint no gangsta, ure a rich boi living in a rich peoples home,
so stop the condone, an playing ureself down to tha cold,
the secret is, be ureself, peer presure is sumthin u must ignore an up-hold.


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peace,im out.

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this was solid not the best ive read by far ut it wasnt garbage needs ome work and complexity maybe fix your humor to actual funny angles but it was a good read and i look forward to more