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I don't know what happened man I'm just so sad 22 years old still haven't met my dad I blame myself for that shit sleeping on my mattress without someone to love me or hold me I just wanna revert back to the old me robbing gaffs taking the stash that's all I had your not bad boy neither am I were all the sons a daughters of God would I lie to you about this shit I got something to mention about this click were not evil were just bad kids everyone need a hand to hold after walking through sticks I don't know how to master this I use to meet everyone from school and see their family's all happy and neat without the heat i held in my heart it made me into a walking spark I could've probably blown up your car like when I set fire to that bin outside matalan to me there weren't no one else that was baddadan me spent most of my time on the street cause back home was nothing but stress what I truly needed was a place for my rest chilling with the best pills to keep me dead all from this hospital bed I'm in redcliffe where the meds kick writing some bars I'm thinking real quick