Queen J

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See I gotta do what's best for me,

She gotta do what's best for her,

And we gotta do what's best for us,

Because there's no such thing called handouts,

Allowed or exist,

A struggle between wanting to make it,

And wanting to be free,

Her and I will be just fine though,

I just wish she understand that,

Instead of wishing upon another hoax of a star,

At least I can see her smile,

More often than she can stare at my frown,

But that don't mean she ain't struggle,

Hurting inside,

She's still pretty,

A Beautiful Gold Coin she is.