Reading blogs that are two or three years old
Makes me wonder who I was, and explains who I am
Here I am thinking that I'm maturing and getting old
But i'm dealing with the same problems, i was then fam
I call you fam cause you you're sitting here reading this,
You care more about me, than 6 trillion other people
You're probably in my group of friends who don't smoke cannabis
And more often than not, you're acquainted with a steeple
So if you care about me, let me care about you
And remind you to enjoy the simple things you do
Don't change this big things in your life, without staying true
To something bigger, worth dying for, (ex. kids 1 & 2)
Take care of your friends, and they'll take care of you
And even if they don't, don't let that change you
Because they weren't the reason you became you
So definitely don't let them be the ones to change you
Don't get me wrong, this isn't a lecture, i just hope to pass on
A lesson i've learned, and it took me three years, that i'de rather have passed on
But even during that, i can't deny i'm blessed
Always have my Lord, so i'm not stressed
Alright, that's enough, time to resume my quest.
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