bitch i know im not what you need so than go fuck off go to a nother chuck so i dont stare at you bitch no one likes a hoe that fights like a light and so stay away no one to stray from this time and i got the first shot ba ba you dead bitch no one likes a red bitch but you a rich bitch no one likes a friend that stabs like crabs brother why you try it makes me cry i rather die than to see you spie i would go to the hood and i should have a fourteen glock to my head so im dead and i dread to see you with three men free i was in prison and i had a reason to be in a mission so i could eat and sleep with peace in my mind mom im sorry to be here but im holly to god to god to god bitch