no more chillin on the pc surfin through the debris need a vacation to Fiji and an extra large martini you really make me sick, doing nothing with your life talkin all that fake shit, so let these words cut you like knives you may have that confidence, but im killin you with dominance, im drowinin in them compliments, the pit you live ins bottomless, the girls all up on me, the eatin me like zombies, im pullin out that good shit, you runnin home to mommy.
Posted on: Sat, 03 Aug 2013 08:45:50 +0000