For once, it was fair, they want the white light.
Into my own, yes I'm that bright.
Burn to a crisp, they left talking with a lisp.
Abducting thought patterns, taking the risk.
No other way, I raise my fist.
Elevating like Jinn, they continue to miss.
Up tight and insecure, he lives in bliss.
Upset with rage, he left it alone.
A girl upset, she continues to grow.
A baby mamma that lives with all but one regret.
Keeping it to myself, I know what's best.
God forever putting me through that one test.
Knowing I should, my other half hates that I run.
I heard on the phone that my friend left his prints on the gun.
Left for dead, the jury concludes.
That I was the one that continued to get screwed.
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