I cant fight these Demons guess They won i cant Let go of what No longer wants Me and cant hang On to one I was born a bastered Child grew up and Love her first shitty Diaper on her Azz with a smile No she was no good For me i though i Was street proof I goofed Living like im bullet Proof with a life Time pity party Shots fired and i got A sweet tooth but I cant run i cant hide I cant trust these demons That stays in us Baby i tried Common sense is A super power good Looks was a minute She dayum sure no Hour she was ok She was fair but that Good loving got me In a blank stare! Was that stuff that Good to me but not Good enough why Live life on a scorn Heart just call her Bluff ! Snipe out a mans Dignity feels like Im bullet proof one To the heart two Two to the head still Picturing that nicca She was freakn with In my mf bed ten yrs later Im about to hit the Roof any good aim Towards me im Feeln like im bullet Proof/ but one girl Is hitting the target A marksmen she is Darks skin n not Missing me!!!!! Living like im Bullet proof but My mind is riddle In her spell u see Why cant i let this Beach be!!! Thinkin like a man And drinkin like a man Daymoore Im on some Marvin n Curtis talk Rtttt
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 15:35:38 +0000
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