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Daughter letter to Mother
Reality settling in now
My friend basically gone
A number in the system
Damn ima miss em
I love you mama
This shit hurts
I want to say it’s not fair
Death of man walking out a free man
Selling weed to the next man
It’s jail cells with no land
That’s it man
This shit is real not my mama mane
I never thought I see the day
They’d take my mama away
You are my best friend
I will never forget the words you’ve said to me
You mean the world to me
I love you to the moon and back
When will I hear that
When will I feel that
All this pain
All this shit on my brain
Trying so hard just to stay sane
Mane not my mama mane
My friend basically gone
A number in the system
Damn ima miss em
I love you mama
This shit hurts
I want to say it’s not fair
Death of man walking out a free man
Selling weed to the next man
It’s jail cells with no land
That’s it man
This shit is real not my mama mane
I never thought I see the day
They’d take my mama away
You are my best friend
I will never forget the words you’ve said to me
You mean the world to me
I love you to the moon and back
When will I hear that
When will I feel that
All this pain
All this shit on my brain
Trying so hard just to stay sane
Mane not my mama mane
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