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Sudan speeding down the freeway
You said things could be better but shits still the same
Feel like im an ashtray
For fate i know im not okay
This saturday might be my last
These chill pills dont leave the past in the past
Nostalgia ganja time going by fast or slow man i dont know
If i take this will it all end
Afterlife probably better than this shit
Now im off da tris
I can't make amends w myself bout the life that i live