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Sep 2023
How do we know Jesse doesn’t live anymore?

Is reincarnation something we still explore?

What religion can describe me?

Preachers preach what I’m working on like God called ahead to prescribe me.

Speculating isn’t racing, don’t be first or last.

Speed can be achieved if you perfect how you step on gas.

There’s so much obsession with the internet but I’m not into that.

Favored on the books, they betting on me & I’m not winning yet.

I have to make up for It, Lord knows I stepped on to many cracks.

The trades look like he was black, like Livermore back.
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Pluck
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