This is a song about "Keen"

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,

Or peachy keen scenes of teens, nothing was squeaky clean,

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

As much as i wanna leave

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Keen to do it, express thoughts so i'm seen in music,

Day walkers are weak, they lack our keen senses

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Whos keen to step an get wrecked hitting the deck

There's 2 streets creepy but too keen

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