a ghost who flows to beats, he's grown with beef
even knows these streets, from his own two feet
he sits and holds the heat, while zoned and speaks
he's alone and needs, a girl to just love and create
hug and embrace, somebody to just shove and hate
too much of this weight, got him to budge and break
he's just achin' to die, constantly mistaking for lies
he tried but fucked up.. finally he's breaking to size
it's making him cry, to see this couple just walkin'
they cuddle while talkin', they chuckle so often
he buckles the coffin, he tried releasin' his heart
beefin' would start, water starts feedin' the spark
only this mic, picked up the pieces and parts....
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