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It’s mean, I am the opposite of health
Its me, I cant be opposite of self We We are the opposite of wealth So see, we gotta do whatever helps I write constantly, for no reason My lines are like all seasons in one Because they manifest 365 And they range from hot to cold But each flow is the greatest story ever told I’m a freak, but not like those who 69 I just mean I’m different, with a beautiful mind No Russell crow Fuck takin it slow- ready-set- go That’s how it goes So understand my mind state I feel like an enemy of the state No stranger to fate I feel like time is closing in on me And my wristwatch is my worst enemy Eventually I’ll be history I wonder will yall remember me… Will you know me literally or remember the allegory That’s why I write, cuz I tell my own story…
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