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19 Times

 19 Times

Was it my momma or was it society, cuz somebody lied 2 me, told me I was one person when it’s like 20 people inside of me, with their own unique strong personalities, making their own choices -n- chasing after different salaries, it jive like sadden me, 4 one of my personalities turned another into a casuistry, casualty, they say I should have got in between, now the 18 ofΒ the 19 are mad at me, ain’t a Global or a Tony or a Grammy a big enough award 2 go in my mind -n- film this movie from those scenes, the ink from a pen will literally damage the pages of a book, I’m in prison so I’m a crook, America the b*tch who hand I never shook, a thief that only took, what if you got your ass whipped with a whip -n- they cut off your foot, 4 you 2 stay put, so you would do what they wanted you 2 do, but that’s not what you wanted 2 do, so 2 live your many personalities grew through your behavior all in your head, 4 you just being you wasn’t enough, for without those other people inside of you, you would have been dead, my personalities kept me alive, they help me survive, 19 in counting, cuz one of them died, surprise, I fell in love 19 times, 19 minds, personalities, yeah 19 different kinds, I need those 19 to survive, those 19 kept this one person in love -n- alive.

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