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Yo

Keep your head up then you know wazup.

Smoke weed think about your dream

all the bullshit just leave.

No need to be worry just say sorry try to find your glory.

And weed is the greatest and i don`t give fuck about haters.

Every day is a white paper in front of me.

Where i write down my rhymes start to design and find my style.

Matching all things together going further one day i will find

my way to my treasure whenever.

This day comes every day closer and closer

like driving with the roller coaster

Sometimes up sometimes down what I`ve been found

what is that sound this whole thing is my playground.

I finally find my spark and i can bite you like shark if your not nice to me

one, tow, three just agree.