My grandma was everything to me mane. Growing up with practically no guidance was hard on a youngin, I had visions of me kicking in doors and shit. To be honest, if my grandma wasn't there holding me down and teaching me what life was about I don't know where I'd be but now that she's gone I'm back to thinking
What is life?
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God made us out of dirt, she gave him fruit when he ain't deceive his self, and if you read the bible, you should know that love will never help.
Started- December 13th, 2018
Finished- March 3rd, 2019