Here's a little story from a few hours ago;
To hell with you ~ no my bad~Duck you.
Dike itch...
All I did was hit like on your G-baby pic~Priceless trick~
Trying to value my inbox saying let you lick~ you roc what I roc ~
A split~ in my sister's voice that ain't what I do, Boo! WTF typed~Shit.
So what they saying? He's her mommas man~ U should read my phone contacts~
Everybody's Man itch!
It's easy to make a status OUT LOUD~
WHILE U AT IT~ MAKE YOUR OWN CHILD~ITS EASY TO DO, ALL THERE IS~
IS TO LET WOOD HIT YOU. BOOM...THEN ITS IN YOU.
SO YOU Sitting BACK AND CAKING WITH MY KIDS DADDY, SAYING I AM STUPID AND A FOOL.
HEY~ Guess what...that split should be good for you,
He a Gay young thug figga too.
Clicking on my page reading what's on my mind....What number are you in line(0) press like on this status with y'all Fagg Asses.(I Pass) Imitation pussy and pipe. Lmfao imma hit like! ! ! ! I know something be wrong when I read status, P.T.S.D jump.off on the count of 3.
In a conversation you Hoes replaying and copying me, silently I am laughing cause no one obtain my copyright~
He must DIDN'T let you know every status y'all read is ME! (I write)
Signed by you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem