ur wife is going high on d liquor ain't she popping bottles for her luv at Detroit.. matches making ain't my type I need some recoil, den wen I smashed d skull of 4 u could bring more ..... .....The part I hate is wen they say I need a doctor, cos even madness won't make me visit asylum, and next my haters be posting Abt my death call, wen even death does seem so close before d after life Hey, wait...look at dis love, I'm trying to get it buh it says recall, I'm pushing my limits I can't get enough, I can't get enough.... my heart aches n' heart breaks are making a heart case it's tossing my love brakes m feeling so hot bae, my feelings gone tossed mate I'm hearing jst go away (jst go away...to where u belong) my heart is fade don't tell me more, ur luv is fake buh don't get me wrong......(to be continued) [ back to d top 👆]