Caleb. Again.

Mar 24, 2009 22:25

Kelsey

What can I say, wheeling and dealing
10:22pmCaleb

before you were feeling
10:23pmKelsey

and before I was peeling (potatoes for supper)
10:24pmCaleb

at which point I was probably sleeping
10:25pmKelsey

and I might have been creeping
10:25pmCaleb

in my window?
10:26pmKelsey

with my hoe! (from working in the garden)
10:28pmCaleb

Oh no!
10:30pmKelsey

My garden is still only one row
10:30pmCaleb

shit son! you gotta do mo!

*mo'

gotta puncutate properly, yo
10:31pmKelsey

gotta do mo' to make some dough, yo
10:33pmCaleb

by sellin whatcha grow?
10:33pmKelsey

you know it, bro!
10:34pmCaleb

It's dope that you grow but the pigs say no and these sentiments you blow when you scream just to show...

FUCK THAT POLICE, NO JUSTICE NO PEACE!

*THE

(we had to stretch the rhymes a bit there...)
10:36pmKelsey

I'm lost like a flock of geese
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