Is my fuckin birthday.
Cool.
So. The booth is sick.
Niggas know the flow is too.
Not much to say about today.
Today was a good day.
I guess.
Nothing exceptional.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Err.
Today.
My bad.
Re: I love you.
What a name for a poem...
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