Perhaps, Maybe.

Called out. I know this song isn’t on this playlist. Recently deleted memories I didn’t keep there for long in a song and you’re saying I got writers block.

I used to use this song as ammo when I hated myself about 11 years old take it for what you will. Kid was wild on Eminem and Royce. I look back at my music choices as a kid and I was never hmm quiet I was thinking on shit.

You ever been approached that way as a hood lil Einstein and they ask you about your music taste and when you hit multi-genre ‘””oooOh yuh. this one thinking.” that’s lingo for pent up waiting on it.

Which could be me as the next emo hit goes back to regularity. Oh my god I got white boi-ed that’s so cute. Eminem to I See Stars.

Yeah, that says a lot.

Jumpstreet Victim is not uncommon from being raised in a certain locale with high crime and cream of the crop. Same thing same life. We jumped in stays but Cali is always a witness in ones life. My birth state.


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