We

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romance

 Imagine being born to lose, but still determined to win, sometimes it feel like in determined, and this world is the pen, sometimes I feel the fire burning, world keep judging my skin, while I chase a higher learning, world keep taking my friends, hit the blunt and try to laugh, but deep inside I feel hollow, emotions always like a mask, keep it inside is the motto, hope my kids don’t take my path, just might die from that sorrow, grew up with a lot of boys, just a few became men, grew up hearing violent noise, now half my boys seen the pen, for them I chase out countless joys, and keep it real no pretend, my Daddy said to be a King, to get a throne best prepare, but first I wanna meet a Queen, aint scared to wear her own hair, as I grow it all gets clearer, so much protection in we, take a look into the mirror, her reflection is me.