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Deference in the feeling Really feel cathartic Countless calories I'm sitting heavy hearted Really miss the days Oh Those Florida summers I'm talking Seeing daddy wit my momma Oh Before the trauma Off white the Celica I Ride passenger Roll pass rocks ridges and coral reefs 4 wheelers in skating rinks Play ground where we handled our beefs Sadly it happened oftently Rules written through poverty I Didn't disdain It was formative Engraved in my brain Not a stain But A memory I love Never spiteful Hated holding a grudge Overzealous Caught a buzz from feeling loved Nowadays I hate Being in touch Paranoid Not a soul I can trust So It's smoke till my soul turn to dust Hollow Hollow Hollow Be thy name But eternal Be thy source Bounce back Remember Whipping through pompano Lights flash Blunts passed Chained events Fell like dominoes Really tho Who am I to know Who am I to judge Mortal man who don't stand above The blood that I bleed Is the same as you The sights that I've seen Is irrational So I grew And I moved And I loved Turned back Turns out I hated who I was Things change Rearranged Had a son Seen the light Stomach tight Had to run From the past Not this present moment Done With all the hate And the lies And the drugs Maybe not the drugs But Shit I need em tho Every time I go off Seem like a free throw Maybe I'll miss Maybe I'll get it One day at least I ain't missing