whose stuck? whose fuck? here we both are; one's a star that walks across the sky painting golden bars the other drives a car asking why has this happen; us meeting in your hood on your block guns is intimidation to the frighten why do you love fighting eskimo pops frozen in a drop victimize i rub out the tears in a none believers eye i won't even try to understand what you got beyond the hand up you sleeve a weave still swim on the end of a jack ass comb threw with disbelief so your a slave to a a five pointer green leaf why do you play around sending e-mails even hell is more friendly to me i really don't care who your dating if your married or not what you eat ot how liars get shot you know these conversations are like loose dirt that get washed away today you conitue with gay jokes but love can't be provoked well is that why a few years ago you use to use k willis a inside secret?
poor thing no help for the wicked for thay can't sleep until they make someone fall
please stop all the madness don't invole my personal stuff you can do what you want here but stop the e-mails and the rest because my chest is even and unlabor and you choke on half eaten confessions