Feb 18, 2006 00:51
I can never tell how you feel about me. You say all the time how you let it all out when you get on here. Well you reject me on here. You reject everything i try and teach you. You lie, you say you let go and ready to move on, but yet you still pray to him, and how did you know she was with him.
Cause you still go to his site and cream over him. Im not stupid. AND YOU SAY YOUR BEING USED. Here is to you.
I brake breads, with these weak heads.
i shows them love till they slip, then i trip son
its bigger than thug, they wanna lable me a killa.
So dont push me, Life is hard
tryin to feel my own grave yard
ps..i just got spent 100 dollars for snap on tools