I'm used to being last I've never been in first good Day everyday above the earth 51/50 day i was birth, i know my worth, i think that I'm cursed, every time I make a way it get worse if i die do't put me on shirts came from bottom, the gravel tqhe dirt turn all pain, all the shit i can remain into work my daddy say one monkey don't stop a show change the dinamix and shit start started to grow needed some help but not no mo u think i can manage it properly only me stopping me