you want a bitter poem, minus the sweet?
suck my dick, slob on my knob..watever the like.
now i have to go and get like this. can't believe
you let me get like this. you are a foggy past. you obviously can get
past. you live there, never again
will you be in the precence
of my present.
you are weird, but i am too. in a good way though, because i am good-great.
because i am
too good for you.
you have nothing to offer me, even when i am
smoking my cigs. that is when i am at my worst. because
you can't even offer me anything
when i am at my worst.
know your place n***a. n***a, as in,
real bad n***a. disgusting n***a. confused n***a.
probably wont get out of the hood, n***a...should i go further?
i hate that word, because i think im starting i hate you.
and im still not sure if i know what hate means.
and i shouldnt hate but, this is only to
"clear things up". so,
speak when you are spoken
to.