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As A Youngin I Had Nothin
"Wraps" Bluntin .. Raps Bumpin
Strapped Me N u Cusin.. No Fatha
Figga Neva Fussin..Ya Death
a "bad word" like cussin taught me
never turn back trustin.. they took him
off the map bustin we use 2 get baked
like cookin class muffins .. hooked with class
lovin ya life/ but you got stab'd by god like
a bloody ass knife..im passed my struggle homie
still red/"make it kid" words fed when ya will read/
what goes around comes back? but your still dead/
since toddler i was grown .. always stood on my feet
posture heart still torn..take the spark then form
shake the dark with "flames" causin storm
mentally like desert storm/ you was o'g blue me
soulja day .. wish ya chest wouldnt molded thru
ova yay.. now im olda ay? have memories on repeat
like terror attacks/rememba tellin u it would b aiight
savior was rap .. now im stackin paper n that
ya bones vapor'd n passed...live in the sky layin there
flat .. i'll stay high pacin the path .. seein ya grin/
like a chest tumor in me you'll be within../

ight only flaw i really saw iz ur structure still but, if it goes on beat then fuck the structure lol u no?i think this one of ur deepest pieces yet n iz gud had emotion heart felt n all..juz try and work on ya structure a bit as 4 er thing else its pretty good -1-

aiight thankz