love letter
Cj Schroedermom has cancer/ and i don't get no answers/ its like im sitting/ shifting/ swapping/ switching/ biting/ bitching/ whats the difference/ girl dont want me/ sucks for chris its/ another dial up modem/ another dream unseen/ that he cant unfold and/ the pressures getting too fucking heavy to bare/ staring at the ceiling/ feeling death in the air/ hoping theres a reason/ for this utter despair/ cuz shits nightly/ see no vision/ cuz im living in a prison/ full pf indecision and its likely/ that ill jump off the roof/ my life is aloof/ got no talent to boot/ tell that bitch to scoot/ im getting to my roots/ in a little bit evil/ a little cerebral/ its shows/ looking for bitches to pose/ for a trajic pic/ take my wrist/ go ahead/ slice the shit/ you did me in/ now i walk around like a machine gun pin/ starring at my sin/ through thhis rosy colored lens/ lost my other friends/ in sick/ i follow trends/ i bitch and say ammends/ nontheless/ i havent felt as hollow since/ all those arguments/ about getting nothing in return/ wanna feel like usher/ let that motherfucker burn/ couldnt cut the mustard/ so i guess ill never learn/ not someone to trust with/ all the pttiness yout squirmed/ treated like a solo germ/ never gonna be my turn/ i twist and spin/ till your days are haunted/ vincet vaughn it /clay piegeon/ its about damn time that i get beyond this/ not too fond of/ drawn out genstures/ born to fester/ pull that lever/ all dreams/ all love/ all hope is severed/ and as i talk to my bro/I'm feeling this ugliennes show/ but keep my suiciadal mode down on the low
Leave a comment
Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥
Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥
Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥
You may also like