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Now I’m on the come up yeah I’m moving way up gotta keep my head When I was 13 they tried to keep me low calling me fat forehead, yea like Ian know. I knew my head was big but they was just some kids but still them words was like a shovel tryna dig. Into my soul it stuck with my mental so one day I got mad and took a pencil I threw it at her head I tried to make a knot so her forehead would be the one that they never forgot.
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