.Blessed with a broken home and affliction
A bulls eye for prostration
The upper hand is outta reach and he's starving
This trip may never end
Life like a human vulture born without his wings
Your trash is his golden treasure
Goddamn he's fuckin low but in my mind
He's got.
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