We stand before you tonight
The class of 2005...
Mexican-American
You call yourself an American, a Mexican-American...
This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in...
I tried to run, but couldn't...
i thought everything was cool, but to find out...
I am piss cut
Not the anger that a farmer quotes, when the cows...
I see them walking briskly past...
Those wretches...they have no idea how close they...
Missing you
I need you here...
I sit here,
& hope...
Babi Gurl so close to sixteen
She tries 2 go 2 sleep...
Wake up, Adam.
Huh...
You stole my man...and thought it was cute,
Well b****...I'll be the 1 laughing when he gives...
You’ll never really understand,
All the thingz that I go through...