I share this with you.
My life, my love, my misery.
My words are always true.
I paint murals with my words
like mist on morning dew.
For the reader I must display:
My pain; my thoughts; the battles I have fought.
I've kept it real in every way.
These words are from my heart,
I swear this to be true.
Every single rhyme,
from this thug straight to you.
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