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woke up this morning feeling poetic after dealing with a lot of stuff that was pathetic it gave me a headache it was a pain in the a** don't want to talk about it please do not ask I'mma treat it like a ex gone  leave it in the past I tried to tell em I'm in a different class one step ahead of em if they test me I'm gone pass as if I crammed for the exam I'm on top of my craft words tatted on me like a skin graft say something funny I need to laugh if my left hand knew what my right hand do the inconsistency would be challenging there's levels to balancing practice patience and patience will prevail secrets are kept to never be told not one word of it should ever be sold if I'm wearing sleeves it means I'm cold it only takes a kick to reach the goal I don't need to be up close it's wise to stand back and attack I told the devil to "bring it" and I meant it I was told if you talk to the devil you sinning "how about that" I smirk you can put the church in the dirt it don't work I told em that's why your opponent is winning how you gone be in the line of fire trying not to go to hell instead of realizing we fighting a war in our own mound amongst our own colony one eye open and one eye close to stay woke I see no lie mine eyes has seen the devil personified I look em straight in the eye if I'm going to die I die that's what we're supposed to do one day anyway right it's insane to like pain I don't bite my tongue if I don't know the lyrics I hum in a past life I hung I was strung I was young now I'm wise enough to know I am changing for reasons unknown to these seedless sapsuckers who think I'm still a sapling