Day and night


New York Times best seller
But I never saw the day
The night is my concubine
Yet she in my thoughts each day
I pray
I wish I could stop but 16 on my grill
I never did rabbits but I can open up that seal
We different as day and night
Yet I stay so sweet
I work hard for my family
Middle class chasing
The Americans dream
Far from perfection
I’ve always on my soul
But I leave my issues in gods hand
While I ball out of control

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