Bertha triangle was on the fone and there was a...
sorry ppl i was just bored and i kno this isnt a...
I love ice
i love rice...
CRAZY,CRAZY,CRAZY
BOY YOU MAKE ME CRAZY...
SOME BOYS ARE TROUBLE
SOME BOYS ARE PLAYERS...
I’m sick and tired of little boys
who run like hell away...
I hate them haters
Y’all know how Y’all are...
The sun so bright
The wind in my hair...
I awaken at night with a burning desire,
Something is calling like an unquenched fire...
The whistle of the wind
smells like frozen ice...
This poem is dedicated to my Best friend Heidi aka...
Hoodie is my number one hoe bag...
I'm so bored out of my head, its too hard for me...
its nine o clock and way too early, my floor...
Why is it some mornings
your clothes just don't fit...