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God damn,
there's too much s**t goin' on,
from hangin' on the streets,
to tryna juggle stuff at home.
I tell everyone im fine,
no-one can see through this fake smile,
I'm jus' tired of this s**t,
like when Jheri curls went out of style.
I find it pointless,
I'm gettin' fed up, kinda stuck,
but like Tupac said,
ya' gotta Keep Ya Head Up.
Jus' need ta chill sometimes,
and rest these faithful eyes,
hush all lies,
and keep ********' wit all da dimes.
But people jus' don't understand,
and It Kills Me,
like Melanie,
Fiona.
I'm mentality distressed,
overall depressed,
But ain't no point in deceivin',
I'ma keep my head up,
like my nose is bleedin'.