T.H.U.G- L.I.F.E
a real loving dad would be great to have. is it something I did ta Yu mama or Chad? I steady be hurtin I can't say that I'm glad. ma train of thought crazy, but I know I ain't mad. it's crazy ta know that I might be a dad. if do this alone I'll turn out like ma dad. now tell you me this am I important to you? it's like Yu don't care let me know if it's true. imma Con, thug, gangleadin poet. sometimes I'm loved butchu don't always show it. Yu bout left me ta die na that ain't real love. Gd's an crip's, I even kick it wit blood's. I have trouble with faith I don't believe I should trust.
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