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How many children you’re feeding
How many sinners you’re leading
How many times you’ve been bleeding
At the end of this life
You’ll see all the hate you’ve been breeding
So take a moment – stop breathing
From this earth you’ll be leaving
Your whole fam will be grieving
And the truth you thought was “truth†all of your life
You’ll find, it was always deceiving!
How many dreams you’ve been conceiving
How many schemes you’ve been scheming
How many times you took a moment
For your own pain to be relieving?
These are questions and thoughts to ask yourself
When you take a moment to be filled with deep thought
Reminisce of all the fights that you fought
How many souls have been bought?
How many fists have been brought?
How much wisdom has been sought?
How many fish in the sea, were ever actually caught?
And in the end of your life
You must ask yourself, was it all just for naught?
SkTzO
