The struggle!
Its been a minute since i saw dime
And every day i been running out of time.
My bills are coming due
How to pay them? I dont even have a clue?
I hate sometimes being broke
sometimes i just wanna scream and choke.
Its hard to live in this world and struggle
And sometimes i just sit there to think and buggle.
I think i have found a answer to my situtation
Its a job that i need to find to get some kind of initiation.
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