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We use to have good times now I'm stuck making rhymes trying to ease my mind but it's got me rolling on with grind I'm always going to look at better times but the love rn are my rhymes giving me a feeling I knew I lost but will never lose cause I'm the boss this feels new to me now that I have the key to what makes me glad not buried in sorrow for what I had just want it to go away like a fad 
(One year ago and 2 days I officially asked my ex out to a date, from there would teach me lessons that I still trying to understand, and move on in my life on some lucid dreams/XXXTENTACION shit but,  life moves on what can you do stand there sad and try or move on and make yourself into something I'm doing both, to life good and bad you learn from it to help you