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Who are you gonna be today?

That nigga not giving a fuck about your ways

Not giving a fuck if I stay

Chillen with your people

Chasing dirty bitches beneath you

Always deceit upon sight

Chameleon of words

Camouflaged by night

Using language for personal gain

Using past situations to cause pain

To what remains will never flourish

As I tour this

Wasn’t I here before?

Repeating situations

I said I would never go through anymore

As I look at the door

It’s looking quite tempting

As I find out things

You mysteriously forgot to mention

Who are you gonna be today?

That man that cares

Understander of my ways

Was yesterday

Today doesn’t exist

Now you that nigga not giving a shit

Destroyed my bliss

By illusions you create

One day I love you the next

I’m contemplating if it’s a mistake

As I await for who’ll you’ll be tomorrow

In what you weren’t today

No longer keeping my feelings at bay

As you create n adapt to your surroundings

My dumb ass is frowning

As you clouding my vision

Making rash decisions

Are gone

What I was ain’t there no more

Deceased

Now ask yourself

Tomorrow who is the person YOU’LL

Meet