locked in a facility guarded with glocks and military cant take this no more I’m aspirating the decomposed stimulants that homies listen to going crazy to cuss I’m missing my boo the lips the kiss the hug good night or the nights we play fight now its theology and collage reads and writing page's of the dairy cuss I’m locked up and time spent don’t have a terminal just a past and grave the way things going for me even gods miracles is to hard to see

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