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May 2020
hello it's me again
back in my room with a pen
in hand
writing raps as my lungs expand
inhale that smoke
till I choke
on the product
thoughts idiotic
excuse my misconduct
as I deconstruct
this mother ******* ****
indeed
hits blunt......
I'm gonna go to the sun
at night
that's right
wondering why noses run
and feet smell
can you tell
me sir
and is this ******* water wet
or not
blood shot
eyes
wondering why
apartment's are built together
and why professor
x can't move his ******* legs with his mind
think a little and you'll find
that there's more ******'s on the
planet than people
and almost every hand you've ever touched has touched a **** get high pick
ur poison
****** thoughts as I'm destroying
this ****
indeed
please tell me if
practice makes perfect
and nobody's perfect
then why do we practice
and let me ask this
if a blind person has a dream
can they see it I wanna scream
cause my fingers have finger tips
but my toes don't have toe tips
but I can tip toe and not tip finger
this bud the bringer
of this **** wondering if
butterflies feel humans in their stomachs when there in love
Dnile
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