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My life is better than the picture I painted

All the images I took are all faded

And when I look to the past they’re outdated

That was back when I was hated

Life's good, cause we're old now and growing up

Summer times almost over, I ain't had enough

Living life to the fullest, come on live it up

We are always out here, rising above

From the east side, where we all grew up

From day to day rapping what we wrote

But something happened

We all moved on

But not me, I'm still writing songs

the faces we see, the people we touch

places we be, the beats that we love

its that unbelievable need of this rush

grieving too much

just over material imperial, all the evilest stuff

many reasons to give up

but one so many to stay strong

fame's gone, we came from

remember it occurred so fast

what a past but i'll never forget the words that last

cause for so long I so longed just a friend or two

and can no longer pretend I'm cool

and stand by society

but the cries are heard

the candles are lit

so let's untangle this shit

and never quit...never quit

I’m alone in this world,

I can never explain my life to anyone