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These boys as school over them gone in a gang them a walk and a fight like a dem a Jackie Chang The men them a take over woman hobby a wear tight pants like them a lady and style them hair like likkle baby. Next problem a the bleaching thing everyone a bleach it's like a bleaching thing Fi mash up we brain and we delicate skin.No man them things here a sin. One day me a walk and pass a boy Inna a bar no say him no have no friend him a bleach in a the bar when me look pan the man leg and him chest white like a snow and him neck and him lip black like a tar.
