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yeah ,2 ,ah,ah,ah..... I thought that ma story would end here but it's nowhere ending near ,coming from every single direction that I gotta know ,still got some weed left In my pocket to blow,and ma daughter name is Joe,everybody is now my foe, shut up and let me just spell it out ,as a kid I grew up in a street with no mom, dad beside me just me,lil boy got bullied dead beat ,it might sound crazy ,its real ,he used to work at the paper mill,hot lucky and made a good deal,addicted to drugs and eating it thrice ,all he found was a brain cancer