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Dec 2019
Fortune and fame seems to dominate this culture, got ones spitting game, igniting flames all in this culture, but I always look back at ones who pioneered this culture, must show some respect to the ones that put their heart in this culture, Afeni Shakur gave birth to a son that gave us wisdom, died such a tragic death, it seems his work would all out live him, so I follow his steps and prep the knowledge that I give em, got only one chance to make a change so I can't diss em, May the 2nd was a day where I had to change, got the news you had passed so it is my task to not sound plain, put in hard work and praise the mother that had came, and gave me the pen and all the rules to change this game, I pray to the LORD that you are safe up in his place, no longer face pressure from people plotting cause of race, reunited with your son in a heavenly matrimony case, this honors to you, I just can't wait to see your face, THE MOTHER OF HIP HOP.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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