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All I Know is the Lord, family, school, girls, my true friends, jewelry, sports, and this small, small world. All I See is love, hate, crimes, dimes, and nudity, backstabbers, liars, criers, and people looking down on me. All I Hear is voices with fear and cheer. Folks talking about alcohol, beer, weed, and cuss words that start fatal dares. I can't bear knowing that All I Feel is God's presence and His chills up my spine, like a girl's soft touch – Yo, what's the deal? I know all the hate and love I feel is real, because once something good happens I want seconds just like a good meal. And when something bad happens, I can mentally and physically feel it, just like braille. All I Smell is backyard cookouts and food from down south, bad breath coming from the mouth, perfume, and herbal smoke. I must have a good snout. All I Taste is rice and chicken, toothpaste, and Mistics; dryness, never mind this, because everything I've spoken is realistic. While you have the fortune, remember I'm keeping the fame. When negative things happen, God isn't the one to blame. I have five senses; the sixth one has been sought. The more I pursue after it, the more I am taught. It's called discernment.