m so damn missing, it might be what u think or what u assume buh is truely who i feel in ma sharp part of this Red ball punping blood. if life of living really go missing i`ll rather hold her closely like her swaggy hand beg walking down in a mall, with her high-hills high than what m dreaming about her, she might be taller than me coz i praise her as ma God, and admire her as ma rap and treat her wisely as this papers ain`t never buy her love, as all this idiots does, m getting under ma blankets buh i still need this blinging foil to fold me every night, sometimes it shall be twisted n turned buh it will never fall next to ma bed to another nigga. i mic u.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Jul 2013 20:59:58 +0000
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