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Shit can get a quick change, pick strange, and soon it stand strewn as the norm form, of course I ain’t above the source of what each think is strange, what ya teach ya brains range of accepting versus neglecting style wise is what’ll be crept in to how you vow to act for fact and the reflecting words you use, I pile up my size of love to the feeling ceiling, no wait, beyond, we bond from being breathing, organisms that from seeing teething as babies been good souls, could goals have navigated the hated between us for division? I seen this, more precision in how we bond is needed, I vow to be strong through heated tempers, embers all we got, soul is hot, full on that, high but not need hemp, yours truly do the sky high natural, satisfactual, that is past the stratus, fast or slow I must sure go protect my soul, as organisms we see through prisms and spheres, cylinders and such based off what we faced and touch, much we chased through stigma-isms and here’s to end this clutch, the stigma gig the peers can plant and rant about but hush, those who chose to try to escape it misery, basically, classically it love it company, this shape we see through is diff’ for each but if you reach, a part where the heart dare to start branching out, like leech, the stigmas try to gig this and take control of your mind, bind the goal and convince ya self to shelf cause c’mon, since life is deadly, don’t tread the, narrow path, but fuck it, we need to heed to it, shit could hit like arrow wrath from bow and we look shook like a Dumbo, or we break free and flap our ears like wings, take off and make scoff feel real numb as we sings, cheers to the so called strange being our norm, I go called for a change and now land as mass improved, him moved the storm. Rearrange the storm as a matter of fact, same game, platter intact, but reframe, we aim to blame a lot yo, when life give ya lemons, through the strife live it up, gem beings invent they own way, this is on me? Fuck it I’ll get in my zone, A been on ten wit’ each shot bro, preach! But I mean it all kidding aside, I been machine like in production, but still the heart of human, ridding the ride and mo’ traction from being unique, not got this in my conduction, midding aside, my heart a chart of emotions, the notions that we can do scan through AI the same? Maybe, hell no! But swell fo’ our heart on sleeve? Heaven yes, I’ve forever ever gon’ be, believing this. Yes!

Strange Range And Norm Form (Prod. minusign)

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