goofy

yuh ok he not escaping til the day of d-e-a-t-h pulled up to his place wit a 9 millimeter shot In the head 1234 I pulled at his door stole his Dior buddy was unsecure 4321 like what! he past never regretted and spreaded the word of death on his final breath just like a bag of threats stole his drafts he was now a actor in a little fairy play with a little wand he never made a bond with a girl his curl slipped up off his head buds dead.