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To: The Rafters

To: The Rafters from LETTER

I don’t want the same things anymore…

In my head, I got dreads, and I’m poor…

Still…

You cannot find your soul in a store…

But you can find God at the door…

…

So humming bird sing a lot louder…

When you make it to the top, no one will be prouder…

When you make it to the top, please don’t trust the powder…

And face time me every Sunday, when you watching power…

…

Imma hang your jersey up in the sky…

Imma hang it up real nice and high…

And you don’t have to walk, cause you can glide…

Shorty please be an angel and fly…

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