there ain't no prob with goin back to where i come from if my freedom is cut short on some where u goin bs... like i'm supposed to find the crack of ya azz n live there as if i'm not allowed to continue livin my life bcuz ur issues exist... to the left if that's the angle of insecurities u have awaitin my turn on ya miracle go round... ain't shit magical about that nonsense but me foldin up n walkin in the return of im better off without hearin ur mouth... been there n ur too late to wanna play mommy with me... there's no fuckin way i can relate to the silliness of the childishness i won't even get to me any longer... stranger danger ya fuckin mongrel... i don't need ur kind lurkin in my shadows like i need a witness protection program for my own heart... that type of shit is uncalled for as if u don't know any better playin ignorant to the fact that i ain't who in the fuck you've been with so chizzle that unpleasant char... don't, jus don't... n i won't...
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