Hurry up your always l8
yeah woteva, u ain't my m8...
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...
It’s an illusion of grandeur
this glass house that I build...
Flossin yo grill,
Goochie shoes on yo feet...
U Missed Out
Me and u we used 2 be until u started lyin on me...
Passions between us,
yet worlds apart...
He was a beggar I guess,
with clothes tattered and torn...
The Difference between me and You
is i can't accept You don't love me Anymore...
One day i was Walking
lost in My own thoughts...
I Wrote this
thinking of the Cold...
In this place of broken bottles, and crushed...
Where most men walk but none of them see...