this is for my niggas that don't cry

No no no, this is not supposed to happen.

That feeling is back again.

Where did you come from, dearie?

You're not supposed to interrupt this, my peaceful happy high.

Please, please, please.

Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away.

Self-hatred does not belong to me now.

It is supposed to be long gone.

No, no, no, no, no, no, NO.

This is wrong, please, please, please.

What do I do to rid of you.

Fffff.