Pride, Chest out, Lions ROAR
Number one, king of my world
Slap me, hurt me, you better kill me
Cause if you don’t, watch your back
I’ve gotta gun.
ROAR

I wrote this poem about my uncle's friend. The same friend that took
his life with a shotgun. He was so tough with a 12 gauge.

 
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