" Changes" RIp 2pac 1 of my Father Figures i hold deep in my heart period

No changes i see still racist faces and thee manipulators. 

But y do the call me n***er and lover

Tht makes me transform into a mad man

but through it all my aim is Str8 and i stand strong. 

Through basketball im touched down. 

Shall i just take whts mine, in time i will get wht i give. 

I give love period now i get muiltple gets speakin my heart. 

And in thee heart it lies thee lord jesus christ. I love u 

my lord and personal loyal savior. Real 100

 

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