fuck it! you can take my vocals with you until something righteous hits you! got me stirred up broke. been broke.still broke. yet not one mutha fucka show up to fix it! Hell yes im fired up! look.listen. at 240 words per mensus and not one spot a sunshine through to miss this! still slappin thigh. too dry to cry. too dam moody for the higher percentile to evrn laugh let alone hear me eye sty! tryin to get myself back up on right path! grab them keys to the kingdom, so get the fuck outta my way, let me by. Don't care anyway! yea be Tuesday another day in the A. Ckin my to do liste' shit. only barely see enough to evrn complete a few things on my list. outta paper. trash be out. phil collins said it. yo just shandi here back finally for another shout to turn it out!