passing the π‘
The crazy thing is I'm never lonely, I'm just a loner. With a family as big as Texas and sometimes can be over protective. It's so hard to stand out in that type of crown. But see me I choose to live out loud. I used to walk with my head down. My grandma told me to pick up my crown. Here's your baton and drums, make me proud. All I could do was smile. first born, first grandchild and the only girl that ran wild and I had my first child. I put everything down, I guess it made 12 proud because he got in first round. I'm just playing the background anticipating my exit out of this stress pit of a city taking the 4th round with me.
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