just looked around and started typin, short piece bout life and its limits if comin from struggles...

my city's decayed you cant envision the pain: we sit as the rain...
disguises the tears that drip from the face of an innocent dame!...
no one listens to strain, becoming men even though its hard to do...
far from cool, know dudes younger than me who'v entered fatherhood!...
hardly fools but lead the life of the sinful and got a mind that a kid do...
if you knife one of his crew he's likely to get you and so the cycle continues...
il give you an insight what ive been through, not a hopeless joke...
when my father closed the door this young boy was forced to cope!...
am i supposed to grow? it scard my views fillin my father shoes as he scored some coke...
will i roam that road? could take another path but the gutter's wrath won't let me go and float!...
yes im bored and broke but we should changed our views on living man...
because these rooms are primitive why do we presume we limited?...
refuse to give it in, if we expand our perameters and enhance our advantages...
will we still be bands of amateurs and let the system manhandle and damage us?
damn its scandalous!

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Net Record(56-9)

RV Record(13-3)

Overall Record
69-12