Dear John letters

waking up from a good dream.whit a history of bad luck 08 13.Dob its to side to a story.j.o.d aint no body telling when they pointing the fingers at ya good and bad.relies on ya if its a split its ya desion.something aint adding up. miss counting ya blessings just to get up to look alive is to be aware.they hate us.and we hate ower selfs. i don't live for likes.if is not a price.but its for sale. suicide aside from a humaside. death relies on you.the draco to.you cant shoot without no shells.if the system was set up for me fail.i guess my slippers count. i cant tell talk aint cheap ya delivery is week as hell keep ya dear john letters.dont let fake love provoke ya everybody gotta a story to tell.half of them jockers.with mixes feeling hate rocks the boat why love keep in .smooth sailing.its a point iam trying to reach.the mirror effect.karma looking at revenge we living and sinning watching sinners.at they best. this aint child play.let the games begin.i was off board off grid.the truth cant be replaced.ya lies don't blend end.speacking on ken gone get ya folks.my relative get ready.we gone live