the struggle is real without a dought my heart keeps tellin me one thing my brain keeps tellin me another idk witch way to go i wish i c o uld call my brother we ride it out we can roll it up we can bag it up we can throw it up we just dont gave a fuck n u no whats up twin brothers eastsidetwin i dont know how to act ya gone now man thats a fact therrs an empty hole in side of me gurss ill juat have to adapt i hope i dont c ya on the yard hope we dont make it that far it aint lookin good doe i still love ya un condentionaly keep ya head up this too shall pass what the fuck was u thinkin mane u no u couldve been smarter man