Are you insane? Man, what is on your brain? Are you on cat & cocaine? Is it the rain? Why continue to waddle in this much pain? And keep yourself trapped in this chain? Please get off this depressing train Remove the strain Cleanse your soul of this stain Or the drama will remain You don't have to keep enduring pain to gain The Joneses have no merit so stop living in vane Your Tyra Banks wannabe will swallow you whole..... Go back to your Plane Jane You are not Donald Trump so go back to being plane Wayne Yes, that's rain hitting your window pane This image you're trying to maintain It's a no-go - get back in the slow lane Your killing yourself trying to go against the grainBirth sign: Cancer
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