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Mar 2020
Laced with syntax
Rhyming gets me high
Like ecstasy
Tripping on the the x
Factor, factoring equations
Analyzing every outcome
Call me dumb
Not under the gun
Having fun

Dial 9-1...
Im the one
living life
Without strife
You found God
I found the bar
I will steal your girl
And buy you a bourbon
Hast you learnt
She hit on me
Put a ring on it next time
I’m not responsible for your heartbreak
When I didn’t know
I won’t call her *** though
That’s low
And bro
Your lowest ebb has come
Learn from this
Written by
John Dewberry  24/M/USA
(24/M/USA)   
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