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fool me once?

shame on you
but i’m 18 now, so its shame on who?

8 dreams now have got this face i knew that i miss so much
cuz i wait on you

but karma’s b word — deja vu
let it french kiss you — sacre bleu
my perspective may contain odd views
cuz religion’s like “eh”
so i may not choose
“i don’t understand , does he hate god too?”
it’s not like that, my brains confused
i don’t need help, ya’ll can stay on snooze, but if i need your blessing

i’ll just say

“achoo.”
intellectual – mental questioning
bright colors — i’ve been detectable
ice juggler, 10’s and decimals
rewrote my lips so my mouth is legible…
read my lips
every word is edible between my lips
ate a vegetable from the tree o’ knowledge
and i don’t feel bad, cuz at least i’ll admit

i really hope my dream’s accomplished
never need a hand thinking “he’s got this.”
ironic that i got enemies i’d kiss, they took shots
each shot missed
nappy red hair and i cuss sometimes but i made sure they ain’t ever touch my rhymes

and age sure but it isn’t what defines
who i am and i cut the game to gush in time
and i better purpose is the one i ask, why die forever?
what fun is that?

i suck at school

is that something bad?
no a in my grades but there’s one in ‘rap’
and my deification’s on every hater that estimated my destination
perpetuating my extra anger the dedication is less in danger

desolation? makes the message

but let’s be honest, you should guess this
trapped in a box wanna press the x then i find myself showing friends i text them
i struggle
*typing sounds*
“so depressed…something something so depressed…backspace..so depressed..”
*locks screen*
all my rhymes feel less impressive
but i finish in it a minute cuz i meant it when i sent it
and i sent it when i meant it again i wanna end it
and i dreamt i was living in an innocent dependence
and i made a music video and eminem was in it

“oooooo!”

dynamite

are the rhymes i write
my friend’s at the party getting high tonight
but i don’t need it i’m “high on life”
cuz the simple thought of just being here and then dying soon
and then leaving here is so weird to me

it’s barely clear
and indoctrination’s unfair to peers
i’m like… “what’s life now?”
i’ve scribbled on this paper enough by now
thought i didn’t care and i was tough by now
but i see that i was wrong cuz i just cried now..in my english cl-ss…
but i needed that. (but i needed that)
to remind me i’m human, and i’m not imprudent or need the cash
and i thought the end was near, because i lost a friend this year
its not like a bond to just disappear and then leave scar that’s like ..this severe
if i’m wrong, then i’m on to something

a billion errors i’m donald trump
and my heart’s a beat and this song is thumpin’

but i’m afraid it might stop or something

- foolnews

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