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black steve jobs - who am i? lyrics

blasting off in the car
thinking bout my dad drawing a loan and dropping the car
keeping it in the driveway parked
taking the license plates and tossing them like a frisbee
keeping my foot on the gas praying not one of these cars miss me
maybe an 18-wheeler just might hit me
part of my mom lung just dropped
last year my brother got locked
this year my brother playing his luck
i just want to get shot in the torso and let the bullet get stuck
no more selling, no more profits
contemplating suicide screaming f-ck all the prophets
feeling down and out on my luck
being an -ssh0l- to everybody and i don’t give a f-ck
my parents just might die, my thoughts turning dry
still in this speeding car cruising through southside
staring at the ground picturing my brains spilled on the pavement outside
n-ggas done made me cry, said they wish i’d just die
done f-cked with the slyest of the sly
but none of these things compared to the feeling of having my vision die
constantly asking the question, who the f-ck am i?

- black steve jobs lyrics

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