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She's actually convinced that I'm not a man, but a unicorn in disguise.
Either way, phallic thing attached to you = benefit from heteronormativity.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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