(Jordan Lewis)

This song is from the younger generations point of view and all their troubles and what goes on in their mind about themselves and life

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When my clock stops who can I call on you either die a legend or live long enough to fall off and be forgotten the fame you had has been over clouted the attention of the viewers rerouted and generations not paying attention to the ground they stand on and by who done founded leaving them dumbfounded the OGs laughing at us out of breath gassing at us little do they know how pressed we are suppressed because we can't articulate the stress we are so we say yes we are ignorant, judgmental, quick to catch an attitude and subadical midnight hours sad XXXXXXX XXX XXX XXX XX XXXXX XXX XXXXXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXXXX XX XXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXX XXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XX XXXX XXXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXXX XXXX XXXX XX

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