We gain our guidance from spirits like an apple on a tree, gain so much pressure from the growth then we fall off the branch right by some feet for somebody to eat. Eat me alive, we all been there got me feeling weak. I put a mean mug on so nobody try to compete. I lost my bro to some pills he was doing good for a couple of weeks. They don't know where I been so they have no fucking room to try and compete. Love and a Pistol, a 45 magnum wondering what it is that you're really offering me.
one of my older drafts lol
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