Growing up I had an imaginary friend, then it was a voice in my head. I took some medication for it

, an anti-psychotic during middle and high school. Then he disappeared, never heard from him again. He was

Talking about yo imma kill this bytch. During that period I had frequent dreams of being locked up for something I didn't know what for.
I stopped my medication since I began college. But he's not so

, he tells me to work hard, talk to that girl breh. I have whole conversations with this nikka, I think he's the smartest dude I've ever met

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I think i met this nikka in my dreams too, he looked exactly like me.