well yr NAAAAT.
walking around, ears plugged in to your iphone, grooving to the right beats, yeah these are the right beats, thinking everything's just aaalright now..
well everything's NOT alright.
where to draw the line between hatred and pity?
bitch i can draw, but i just can't seem to put this line down.
cannot cannot cannot.
caus it's like everything is for a reason and you gotta just grow out of it or you be getting this shit forever.
but what am i. fukkit. bitchin' like i'm higher.
it's just it's just it's just
when something pisses you off and you feel like you own it and you gettin showed up like it means more than it should caus the right beats mean more than they should...
and so?
BLAHH!
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