2016 Slam
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If just for a day my life were to change
and I would be whisked away
to an island in the sun
I would not take much, practically none.
I would not take a pen
Cursin' like a sailorIt's okay, right, avail herCommanding the ship so stronglyyou thought you finally had it off mebullets keep bouncing off me like a trampoline, except this one isn't so fun, you see?
