2010

Aston Martin music was your ringtone so I would hear it 50 times a day when you would hit my phone, you were the one that I chose above all the rest, you were the one that owned the left side of my chest, it’s not my fault I spit that super magnificent, it’s Butch Brown fault that I’m different & my 3rd eye stay vigilant, but back to me and you what it do ? What the business is 2 or 3 how many kids, stop playing I’m silk not rayon, do you still love me yes or no ? I wrote that in crayon, trying to make you laugh like I could before, you know before you slammed my neck in the door, but back to the great days, you would cum 69 ways, how could I forget that ? In your stomach from the back, you the one tripping I told you I was coming back that’s fact acting different when you got another degree what’s up with that, I wish you loved me for me like you did when I was in shackles, I’m free as a bird now that’s why I’m baffled
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