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  Life has kicked me in the gut, twisted my arm, ripped hair from my scalp, and shoved me to the ground, leaving me with nothing but pain and skinned knees
  I cant complain, though, so Ill take it all with a smile
  Because theyll just say Im being sensitive, that Im not strong like the others, that Ill whine and fuss and cry, and that Im not cut out for any of it, so... Ill smile
  Not saying that I want life to be easy, not saying Im supposed to like it, but for once Id like my smile to actually be a genuine smile
  :
  As a young man at age 25 to life
  I nevеr seek consolation from these happy-go-lucky
  People who never felt deprivation stabbing their souls like a butcher knife
  The situations ugly
  Foods low, baby crying lights cut today
  Rent due for two months, we barely making payments
  Four days since my grandmother passed away
  Nobodys bothered to help with the funeral arrangements
  Poor city soul got that high sniffing
  Came down from a plane he couldnt pay tuition
  Your money talks but I aint tryna listen
  It aint talking a thousand words to paint a pic of the pot that your people need to piss in
  Near death, I dont care
  Been low for so long, Im losing every ounce of fear
  My hearts on my sleeve, tattered fashion, Im worse for wear
  Our collective pain is music to Gods ear
  Ministry for the people, I thought my vote would behoove us
  You crawl to their office, they hit you with shady maneuvers
  Superstitious neighbor throw chemicals on my louvres
  Baby mama panicking, she got a breast tumor
  Life brew the hate seasoned in a love child
  Trials and tribulations, its hard to reconcile
  The stress can turn a shell of a man to a hell of a menace
  In the streets of Rome, we pay our own penance
  No such thing as closure when you grooming soldiers
  Kept the weight of my tears off your shoulders
  You say The time is 11:11, now speak good karma!
  Even though two commas still aint common for momma
  So, Granny Bel, may you rest in eternal peace
  The son that your daughter made is making a masterpiece
  Before the sunflowers and roses die on your grave
  Ill try not to drown and ride the wave
  Ill do it with a smile
  :
  Think I enjoy the blood dripping from my knees, or having to explain to everyone I see why my face looks like Ive been to war and back, or why I wince when someone tries to hug me?
  Oh, you think Im just a sensitive crybaby
  Well, Ill be that plus a little more, but with a smile
  Ill fight through it, figure it out, dare not let a single tear fall, put a band-aid on my knee, and give yall the perfect smile you want so much
  And I hope in the end, just a smile, no matter how clouded by the mishaps of life, will be enough