I wrote this for juice wrld and xxxtentacion hope yall like rip juice wrld 999 forever even know i never knew u i was still writing letters praying one day i get to meet u shouldve never took dem drugs man i hate people always laci-ng shi-t on a mission to erase them like morty and rick i am kobe shooting 3s i got tricks got yo mom is my bed man she love d-ick she was su-cking so hard felt like she was tryna su-ck my p-iss

yes rip xxxtentacion too pu-ssy dudes didnt even wanna throw hands they just shot you and yo fake friend ranned out the car instead of staying to help he was a b-itch only tryna help himself fake i swear cant trust no body now and day sometimes i just be wanting to say fu-ck it and punch them in the face and catch a case but i am tryna make it to 1 hundred gotta see dem days i am out

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