im feelin wigga my nigga
so i admit it, to you, and to myself, that i wrote a gay rap today. you will see it in a minute.
is it wrong to formulate a crush online , i know this person, from a friend, etc. we met at a party. where we played tag and they spray painted the walls
we planned on watching stars and chilling out on my roof saturday, but she wants to do it next week... depressing, but expected.
shes fucking uber-cool, i dont know why either. but shes a cool girl.
i can talk to her, and for some reason, i know she understands.
if you could give me some tips, anything, please, that would be amazing, that means all of the 3 people that i know read this..AND EVEN the people that come across it and read it. i will love you for forever and a day.
and i dont know why the fuck i wrote these gay things, but i did, and i dont really even have some of these feelings.
im sick and tired of bein alone, its not like i can call you on the phone, never known so much anger,i second that, because i just dont give a fuck, and i dont like being alone, because it hurts deeper than these cuts, and scars that mar my flesh, if i could just get a fresh life, a new sentence, to finish this poetic bullshit i started even if its deminished, and i want something to feel, something to hold and something to heal this pain. fuck you if you gain from what i want so bad, i just dont give a fuck, isnt that sad? and i know you say "wow, what the fuck is his problem" the problem is you, this shits startin to bother me.
__________________________
these mad bitchs got me tangled in my rhyme, im flowin like time,
and im sick of that fucker telling me that im lost, without a cause, no trace, tell me to my face
if you got something to say.
I dont care if its useless, if you abuse this,
written out on these walls, im painten them with these syllables,
and consonants are constant in this room, because you inspired all this hatred, flowing from my body, im pushin it into you.
and i know you dont care, if i care about shit, you would rather see me gone, than writen this one, because you know its true, and its about you!
____________________________
ignore the mispellings and gay's...
<3 rasta bob gangsta boy
is it wrong to formulate a crush online , i know this person, from a friend, etc. we met at a party. where we played tag and they spray painted the walls
we planned on watching stars and chilling out on my roof saturday, but she wants to do it next week... depressing, but expected.
shes fucking uber-cool, i dont know why either. but shes a cool girl.
i can talk to her, and for some reason, i know she understands.
if you could give me some tips, anything, please, that would be amazing, that means all of the 3 people that i know read this..AND EVEN the people that come across it and read it. i will love you for forever and a day.
and i dont know why the fuck i wrote these gay things, but i did, and i dont really even have some of these feelings.
im sick and tired of bein alone, its not like i can call you on the phone, never known so much anger,i second that, because i just dont give a fuck, and i dont like being alone, because it hurts deeper than these cuts, and scars that mar my flesh, if i could just get a fresh life, a new sentence, to finish this poetic bullshit i started even if its deminished, and i want something to feel, something to hold and something to heal this pain. fuck you if you gain from what i want so bad, i just dont give a fuck, isnt that sad? and i know you say "wow, what the fuck is his problem" the problem is you, this shits startin to bother me.
__________________________
these mad bitchs got me tangled in my rhyme, im flowin like time,
and im sick of that fucker telling me that im lost, without a cause, no trace, tell me to my face
if you got something to say.
I dont care if its useless, if you abuse this,
written out on these walls, im painten them with these syllables,
and consonants are constant in this room, because you inspired all this hatred, flowing from my body, im pushin it into you.
and i know you dont care, if i care about shit, you would rather see me gone, than writen this one, because you know its true, and its about you!
____________________________
ignore the mispellings and gay's...
<3 rasta bob gangsta boy