TASTLESS WONDERS BIULDING FROM UNDER, THROUGH THE SPRINGS AND SURPASSING THE SUMMERS. AS LIGHTNING STIKES, FOLLOWED BY ECHOES OF THUNDER. THIS IS MY LIFE, SCROLL THROUGH MY FILES. DO WHAT I'VE DONE AND SWITCH UP YOUR STYLES. BECAUSE IT'S SIMPLY, REDICULOUS HOW YOU RESINT ME. IT'S ONLY OBVIOUS THAT YOUR HEARTS FULL WITH ENVY...
My Life... My Son, Basketball, My Son, Basketball, My Son, Basketball, My Son, Basketball...
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