I've got a friend I've got an enemy,
I've got both of them in me.
I am my enemy and I'm my friend,
I am somewhere in the middle of the beginning and the dead end.
I know things might
get weird as fuck.
But, it ain't gonna stay like this forever this ain't my luck,
This ain't gonna bring me down so I will always stay up.
You know why I've been talking about this,
Bruh, we gotta get up.
Over my head there's a cloud of doubt,
Beneath my feet the land of drought,
But I still have enough hope left in me, that
I can clearly shout this out
that
I ain't afraid of losing my hands or legs,
My roots are way too deep than you expect.
My instincts to survive are mad as fuck,
Bi*ch, I'm not weed that you can single handedly grab and pluck.
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