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Monday, May 2, 2011
Flow
I need a reason. All this bullshit ain't cutting it. I'm running through the traffic gas pedal boy I'm gunning it. I take the world like a ball yea I'm punting it. In my mind I'm upstarting the game just say I'm jumping it. So I had to have a helping hand. I had one that was busy with counting imaginary money man. But at least I got a rubber band tie some change to a dollar plant it and let it blossom fam. If money grew on trees we would still cut em all down and make paper money cuz money makes the world go round. And a square don't spin, I got a circle of friends and acquaintances just don't fit in. So stand out, be different. That's what everybody is doing nowadays now isn't it. What a shame we're so plain, fanciness is vain. Pictures on the vanity and memories and pain. I try to just remain and never let myself faulter. Sacrifices must be made in life go grab an alter. Whatever you do, somebody does it better. Grey skies today but tomorrow it will be wetter, I didn't say be better. I bank on the shittyness, when I don't let my hopes up then I'm just indifferent.
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