To whom it may concern, this is the realest note I ever wrote
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Sittin' in my room
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All I got left of my name are some scribbles on a page
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I've been losing track of days, is it Monday, Sunday?
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Well one day I hope they label me as the greatest
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And this right here, is built on blood, sweat, and dried tears
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You see I've been searching through my soul, while I battle through fears
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I wipe my eyes from the tears, now my vision is clear
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If y'all been looking for a savior, your savior is here
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To Whom It May Concern
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| Witty |
