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im doing these racks, to keep these bands up, I need to keep them stacked, even though they make me feel like I have been sacked, but i feel the lack of all the slack offs, the weather is no reason to call off to sit at home drinking a beer, it makes me want to go jump off a peir, like nobody cares, all my friends just buying time for me, but they wont cry for me, cant you see they really dont want me to make it, God has forsaken me, disgracing all these drugs im lacing, which got me wanting pussy but I want to stick in there pussy I'll just kush got me so high I'm flying like a goddamn kite,