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Man I be on it On one like I popped a E On one like a some tree... I am the man get like me.. Understand I don't do drugs and I don't drink.. So what I'm on is what your wondering.. I'm on reality laced with the Holy Spirit it lives in me.. Substances I do not need... Of drug usage I am not a supporter I am pro life and pro choice.. I choose life little shorty I choose contrary to abortion I am sipping on some water I hardly drink soda.. Treat my body well So I can be healthy a little longer. Understand my life belongs to Jehovah Train like a warrior.. Life is a battle that's better fought sober.. Ask a drunk.. Or ask a chemical dependent soldier.. Fighting depression cause they home and their minds tell them the wars not over.. Lord help them.. Help the woman that great drunk at the club Then be mad later because they had a child by a scrub.. Lord I pray for the smoke heads. Have to take a hit to hit the bed ... Dependency is that deep.. You know what you sow is what you reap So I sow words the words that God sow in me.. Words of change...Words of the free.. Praying that your sober self and Christ meet..
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 9:39 AM UTC
Day 6:On it
Man I be on it On one like I popped a E On one like a some tree... I am the man get like me.. Understand I don't do drugs and I don't drink.. So what I'm on is what your wondering.. I'm on reality laced with the Holy Spirit it lives in me.. Substances I do not need... Of drug usage I am not a supporter I am pro life and pro choice.. I choose life little shorty I choose contrary to abortion I am sipping on some water I hardly drink soda.. Treat my body well So I can be healthy a little longer. Understand my life belongs to Jehovah Train like a warrior.. Life is a battle that's better fought sober.. Ask a drunk.. Or ask a chemical dependent soldier.. Fighting depression cause they home and their minds tell them the wars not over.. Lord help them.. Help the woman that great drunk at the club Then be mad later because they had a child by a scrub.. Lord I pray for the smoke heads. Have to take a hit to hit the bed ... Dependency is that deep.. You know what you sow is what you reap So I sow words the words that God sow in me.. Words of change...Words of the free.. Praying that your sober self and Christ meet..
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Jun 6, 2013 at 9:39 AM UTC
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