A Selfish Promoter and People Devoter....
fiending for love
so deep inside and rated M
for more....more
than the usual and latest
more pure
more sensation
more honest
more love
more basic
more ground breaking...
more sky rocketing....
more you.
Baby Oil and Cheetah Silk Pillows
right angles aren't found in my corners
I got fairy dust of high--
high hopes in
low resolution
so my life is gritty....
but somehow I am still sitting Pretty.
Who told you could fly?
Who taught you how to blow like that...
flow like that
show out like that
class of 2013
seems like a far-fetched dream
one I don't even properly own yet
because my priorities are off key
and all this debate about why I have to stay in school to become a better person.
Who taught you that?
How to get low ...and then take my heart up there with you....
so high up
the atmosphere is so cold...
and big pretty titties and fat behinds
are at the back of the line -
this time
its one time for
the girls with the nappy hair
and big legs...the big bottom lips
both sets
but I can't get you wet
from the hailstorm of rational
unnecessary sentences coming coming together at one time
to create dime size dreams
that you can pull and puff out...
pull and puff out....
show me you cared about my brain.
show me you cared about my sanity.....
2010 was all about my vanity...
i'm twisted.
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