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Well R.I.P Mac Miller A kid who walked the same streets as me A kid who just came up on the scene No one knew what he had been through Except for the drug use he went through Puncturing his veins Now whenever people say his name, they will say it in vain. Nothing will ever be the same, when I walk those streets today.
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Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
september 7
Well R.I.P Mac Miller A kid who walked the same streets as me A kid who just came up on the scene No one knew what he had been through Except for the drug use he went through Puncturing his veins Now whenever people say his name, they will say it in vain. Nothing will ever be the same, when I walk those streets today.
written a year ago today RIP Mac you inspired the kid
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Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
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