Some people ask me a question.
Do you believe in ghost...

I know what you did last Halloween.
You were upset about the kid who make fun of you...

OK miss, whatever u say.
i don't care what u say about my poem...

Man,u stop it already
u make me so tired...

I'm sorry,sorry,sorry,sorry.
what i did...

Music make u feel good.
Cause it make u in a great mood...

Which way i could go?
Could i go right...