Family and Friends are everything, and no I never sing but come up with clever things to say to whoever is standing in my way. Like they’re so important. Is this something I have to rant? STOP! STOP! But I can’t. So I start to chant---Family and Friends are there to the ends of time---Repeat twice-----So treat on to them as you want goodness from them. So you shine like a gem. And I had this one friend standing straight as a stem from out that nugget. The one that u could hug it cause it looked all good. Not at all brown like wood. Like back in the day that’s where I stood, but if I could I would smoke dank and treat my friends like workers in a bank like those you would always thank. Even if they would pull a prank like--- switching your bank account numbers for those money transfers the shit that makes your nerves curve and swerve out your skin like they’re coming out from within like you pulled off the worst sin now you’re not going to win. Like you’re locked in a Penn then all of a sudden your friend is there and you don’t even care and remember that you’re the Big Red Bear. Remembering that things are always fare that there is an equal positive there…So you don’t care no more. Say good bye then out the door. Then you get hardcore and want more bad things to happen. So you can start laughin cause the good comes out from within, And only when u sin. Cause the bad brings good. Is this understood?
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Submission Name: Family and Friends
