Out eating sushi thinking "I'm not built for this baby mama drama"/Munching on snow crab rolls thinking "How did my daddy deal with my mama?"/I breathe in to calm my nerves/Then I exhale to silence that's overheard/Rubbing my temples saying "Woooo-Saaa..."/Trying to restore positive energy into my chakras/Then I mumble to myself and say/"It's gonna be okay"
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