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A photo essay of a family in mourning
Perforated ever-so-slightly
To better let the light seep through

Sunday traffic clears a path
We float

to an essay
Feels like i opened up a gateway
Of thoughts that felt like a getaway
Memories to the maxima
In the back with the stamina
Photos in my camera

in the valley
Not with an essay
With the capo
He sending them truck loads
Boats loads
Ship loads
You don't know
Shit bout those
Every where I go
Feds

with my wordplay, okay
Top 5 in my English class
Bs and As on them essays
You know a nigga didn't play (Scholar)
Got the words down pat now I need

Sometimes you get that witty one, that essay that comes through
Talking all about how beautiful you are and what he'd do...
If he was to get the privilege

feet, it stirs
Shaking up my ceiling in the best way
Gonna use you as the topic for my essays
Never listen to the things that all the rest say
I block it

dare

Why you always whine
Always on that time
Buying you flowers
Writing poems
Writing you rhymes

I write a five page M L A essay
What you say I'll do

to go to school
Though life teaches us many lessons
Why my ex just graduated but still Always
Wanna send me essays
I clean up nice when it gets messy
Long

Ha, all my real niggas in the photo (yeah)
Bottles in the air, we don't care about no hoe, no hoe
Yeah, shout out my nigga D-lo (yeah)
Girl, I know

Heartbreak swag heartbreak swag heartbreak swag
Come on

Hun
And this is not about the photo
Thats how you said you'll show me lekki making out with tonto

on the scene
Fresh outta Queens get the money the regime
Be that boy Mel Doro snap the cam photo
Always advertising my skills it’s good promo but
Birthstone

the essay that I wrote was strong and fortified
Senioritis kicked in, I tried to go and kick it
Went to a party got crossed and faded
Then the cops pulled up,

I fuck with making dough though (Yeah)
But it's gotta be quick like the flash on a photo
I do this shit solo like Han, I'm gone and you can't take me

out solo fuck the lovebirds

I be on my Dennis solo
Menacin'
Imma kick at the dojo
Posin'
But I stay out the photos
High as space
Like I'm up in

of that, the fighter can no longer go to the field


Is the mother proud of her child's photo frame in her hand, is the mother happy or are there tears in

you gonna do, nothing cause you pootay essay, 
The one that Prince saw wearing the raspberry beret. 
Enter VA., so my super can perform dismay.