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You're Just College
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May 2011 My minds a mess and i'm overwhelmed to clean it,
say a lot of shit now but do i really mean it?
i never wanna go back to how much you meant,
if it don't fuck me up my money won't be spent,
if i wanted to keep you damn sure i would have fought,
but my confidence was low, numerous times i was caught,
sittin and wishin that this shit could be much different,
instead of one phone call, now i see where you went,
used to tell me never would you hurt me so,
not about money when his name means a lot of dough,
time to go, i know it's been a long time,
i look at you now, a scheme, much less a dime,
i was the first love you decided to have,
i was the first love you decided to halve,
cut me off completely, money and time went wasted,
in educational eyes you're college since i never aced this.
