Flossin yo grill,
Goochie shoes on yo feet...
Sex is evil
sex is a game...
I THINK 2 MYSELF SHUD I TEXT R KALL...AS I BEGIN 2...
We expect a lot from people
But we chose to not give...
He was a beggar I guess,
with clothes tattered and torn...
I wanted to ask her if she loved him, or if she...
but her eyes just dared me to ask such a...
I hear their cheers, loud, pressing,
a constant drone in my head...
I can look into your eyes,
see all your petty lies...
Emboldened.
Emboldened by praises imagined...
Im sick of all these fake ppl try into be my...
and they say stuff that aint even true im sick of...
Be all that you can be,
Drink pepsi, 'cause you know you sexi...
Words swell up inside me
chaos in my brain...