I was raised by a walking miracle,
And chastised by the light.
Guided by truth,
And fucked by fate.
I was tucked in by the hustle,
And breastfed by the fight.
I have spit bricks that broke tricks,
And I make massive pains ache.
If you are trying to figure me out,
You’ll need get up early and stay up late.
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