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This history deleted My intelligence defeated All my energy depleted The only thing I feel, mistreated My soul leaves my body This mental karate Until none of them can see Which one is the real me What time is it and which date? I’m lost in worry I create Just adding **** onto my plate Until I’m easy to frustrate I feel like my lines and bars are lazy Maybe I’m getting a little hazy My family says I’m going crazy This **** never seems to phase me All my writes are old man rants About how we’re just tiny ants My anger hiked high like my pants Very quick to take a stance Shouldn’t these things make some sense? Like lets repeat before we rinse I was a King and now I’m Prince And my words are only here for mince.