Very next morning found him dead.
Straight to song writing the minute i get out ma bed
So many tears that i've shed
Think creativity, not brain dead
Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead
Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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