broken nose.... the prince of rock n rolls ass kicked by the police
ya i got my ass kicked by the police the other night walking home from ian and candaces house
sometimes i really do hate being known by everyone
im either hated or loved there is no inbetween mostly hated
fuckin me, ian and candace had killed 2 bottles of kentucky gold n a case of beer man i was fucked up as hell their only a couple of house down from me im makin it right to my house and i got cornered by the police askin me questions n shit and i got an attitude cause they were talkin shit about me bein the prince of rock n roll and askin shit about ian n candace so a she bitch comes up to me n kicks me in the leg then busts my head n nose with her flash light knockin me the fuck out. a couple of hours later they take me home n tell my mom i fell
yeah right... this is where i fucked up being drunk, being my rebellious self and standing in the back of the cop car where the camera couldnt see me... yeah i fucked up i could of made money off that man fuck a bitch
speaking of money the new target their building in canton interviewed me and if im hired their talking about 10 an hour and 40 hours a week hell yeah i really hope that comes through cause i need that shit ive even been studying really good for a piss test i can pass a drug test now
in the past year ive quit weed and pills two things i used to do daily in high school. kinda got me burned out for a while n i fucked shit up on it but hell you only live once gotta do something. fuck i dont think ill ever quit drinking i think with how fucked up my lifes been ive done good just to get off pills n weed. Sometimes i really get tired of seeing when people talk about me being referred to as a stoner, or a burn out or that fuck up kid. ya i might do shit but i dont make a fuckin habit out of anything i wont allow it. i dont like the feeling of ANYTHING or ANYONE controlling me.
on another note sometimes i want to kill malik this mother fucker wakes me up constantly to get alcohol hey getting drunks fun sometimes but damn if i had to make a pet peeve list being woke up would be one i fucking hate being woke up more than anything tho lately since i got my ass kicked by the police ive had nightmares every night its like they knocked my ability to have good dreams right outta me and since i quit smokin n pills im constantly shaking like i got fuckin ozzy osborne syndrome or some shit. i fuckin hate lookin burned out but aint shit i can do cept live happy. my other pet peeves would be seeing someone break a guitar or hurt a cat. think of me like hell boy if i see anyone do those things i will fuck them up with out thinking twice. well another good thing that happened this week is i got to meet my hand therapists daughter, she goes to ksu and daaaaaaaaaamn shes really really really fuckin hot... i want i want i want
- the prince of rock n roll
sometimes i really do hate being known by everyone
im either hated or loved there is no inbetween mostly hated
fuckin me, ian and candace had killed 2 bottles of kentucky gold n a case of beer man i was fucked up as hell their only a couple of house down from me im makin it right to my house and i got cornered by the police askin me questions n shit and i got an attitude cause they were talkin shit about me bein the prince of rock n roll and askin shit about ian n candace so a she bitch comes up to me n kicks me in the leg then busts my head n nose with her flash light knockin me the fuck out. a couple of hours later they take me home n tell my mom i fell
yeah right... this is where i fucked up being drunk, being my rebellious self and standing in the back of the cop car where the camera couldnt see me... yeah i fucked up i could of made money off that man fuck a bitch
speaking of money the new target their building in canton interviewed me and if im hired their talking about 10 an hour and 40 hours a week hell yeah i really hope that comes through cause i need that shit ive even been studying really good for a piss test i can pass a drug test now
in the past year ive quit weed and pills two things i used to do daily in high school. kinda got me burned out for a while n i fucked shit up on it but hell you only live once gotta do something. fuck i dont think ill ever quit drinking i think with how fucked up my lifes been ive done good just to get off pills n weed. Sometimes i really get tired of seeing when people talk about me being referred to as a stoner, or a burn out or that fuck up kid. ya i might do shit but i dont make a fuckin habit out of anything i wont allow it. i dont like the feeling of ANYTHING or ANYONE controlling me.
on another note sometimes i want to kill malik this mother fucker wakes me up constantly to get alcohol hey getting drunks fun sometimes but damn if i had to make a pet peeve list being woke up would be one i fucking hate being woke up more than anything tho lately since i got my ass kicked by the police ive had nightmares every night its like they knocked my ability to have good dreams right outta me and since i quit smokin n pills im constantly shaking like i got fuckin ozzy osborne syndrome or some shit. i fuckin hate lookin burned out but aint shit i can do cept live happy. my other pet peeves would be seeing someone break a guitar or hurt a cat. think of me like hell boy if i see anyone do those things i will fuck them up with out thinking twice. well another good thing that happened this week is i got to meet my hand therapists daughter, she goes to ksu and daaaaaaaaaamn shes really really really fuckin hot... i want i want i want
- the prince of rock n roll