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Chapter 33 - Seek freedom.

Woke up, and I put banana moonshine in my coffee.

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From my ex.

Instagram, she tryin' to stalk me.

Been a couple years

A couple tears

Last time we

Talked we

Said a couple thangs

A couple pains

She tried to mock me.

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Uh.

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I wasn't feelin' it.

I had to take her serious.

Once you look past the "mysterious"

Some people are delirious

And...

I had to tame myself,

Wasn't tryin' to mirror it.

Canceling the red flags

I swear, I'm puttin' the fear in it.

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Oh

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Woke up, and I felt

I had to put this pen to paper.

Puffin' on some "only up" shit

Call it elevator.

Fall into another world,

I'll fuckin' see ya later.

Free my people

From that evil

Fuck the alligator.

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YO! YO!

YO! YO!

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I hear they're marching 

In the south...

All the immigrants

Seek freedom,

But we try to block them out...

YO! YO!

YO! YO!

Tastes like cotton

In our mouths...

Too much hatred in our system,

That's what all this shits about...

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And we push others away as we fund wars...

Opening new windows every day before

We slam doors...

I say we throw it all away

And gut the damn core...

Sending more and more and more

Just burn it to the damn floor...

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Hmm.

Woke up, and I put CBD up in my coffee.

Just toughin' out the waking noise

The world can be so sloppy...

I'll write another book,

Maybe they'll buy a copy.

More likely,

It'll go nowhere

As if they'll try to stop me.

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