Hate heats up in boils the mind rotten
making my brain hateful like niggas picking cotton
wit people who don't even care some times I wonder
what do I place my mind under
In order to maintain ones level of self esteem
I dream
a little different then the normal person
Create a though to destroy the world
Or be a sweetheart and get the girl
Decision to be made when the raisin in the sun
Like Neo when you change the letters it makes me the one
Spider man ideas slow thoughts to the heart
Guess I got a whole there from start
In my mind I can win but out here I may lose
Doesn't that sound like my minds bad news
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