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I'm caught up in this mess and I'm hoping that I gonna be free of this stress.

Is it just me?

And never gonna be me, til I rest.

Gee, I see the best in me but I'm in need of 'a recipe.

Blasting chi from my chest; I bleed.

Laughing, I'm seeing my death.

Dreaming I'm the best at rap, til my chest collapse and I'm out of breath.