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Jan 2021
On fire but still drowning
I'm climbing ..still falling ..no bounty...out on bond, jus stalling.
Devil keeps calling . I ain't dialing.
Jus straight freefalling.
My heart ain't cold, it was sold to the dope, the land of no hope..im too dope to cope.
As above so below... everything's too slow...
so cold..I cant fold, that story has already been told..
I leave y'all my throne to own.
I'll even leave 3.5 to put in the cone.....jus
Smoke for me in return.
Let it burn...
My prodigy Arsen, reborn.
The fire within me...
He is me...
he will play the part for me..
MERCY ME
He will be what I couldn't be.
Always will be.
I'm free, no plee.
I don't wanna die, jus wanna fly...not flee
by your side babyboy,
I'll follow,You lead..
you are M E.
Game over, I give you everything ...
No fee.
Amanda fancy
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Amanda fancy  33/F/Texas
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