.We'll live when I flip the clutch
Days when I wasted a lot
Some days I was waste like plums that ain't been ate for months
Months in this place are glum
Food that I ate hit my tum
Can't settle fairy tale skin pebbles, raised in slums
Somehow I gotta make me some, I ain't tryn.
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