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Gather 'round children, I got a tale to tell ya

There was a time when I couldn't bust a rhyme
Had yet to hit my prime
'Cause my mind was such a young mind
And first you got to unwind
The mystery of your soul, it's like a black hole
The gravity is too thick
You got to learn to lighten up a bit
It's such a frightening thing to realize
Every time you close your eyes
You been cut down to size
'Cause you're stuck with yourself
Ain't nobody else to compare yourself to
It's just you
And then you ask yourself,