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From my black roots to my queerthougts, 24 years went by so fast and created a person full of fear and anger, it was not easy at all growing up in deep east Germany as a colored kid, nigger was his first name and the outsider position the way how it works with kids from no income I am drunk as fuck every day parents, but pens and papers conjured a smile on his face, so did his own little world created in his head, by age 10 they took him away from his mum to bring him to protectory, social workers made his life worst, the plan to turn him into a robot who perfectly fits into this system without question it , never worked out. So his best friend became the mic, questions took place on paper and by sharing it with you, does he get lost in the beat and still waits for answers.