Lost ones

Lost ones

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I wonder how lifeless you feel at times,

All the perks and weed drowning the anxiety and feeling of abandon,

I wonder if you ever thought, if I were a phantom would I need to need to handle this mantle of pressure and pain that seems to hold my soul for ransom,

I wonder if the flashing of guns and money and drugs and chilling with these lost niggas make you…