My Luck's Stricken My Loves hidden in a Ski Mask, I Might Relapse
My Heart Beats Fast And It Don't Have the Know-how to Slowdown
Roc Loves Her She's a Cocksucker Cuz she Knows How To Go Down
She' Think It's All Lust, Like It's Not Love - It's Sad We Don't Talk Much
It's Like we 'Cut Off Our Hand's' How we "Lost touch"
Is It Late? Yup..But Stay Up.. All night We Could Make Love
We Used To Date it was Great Stuff.. Like Lipstick We Should 'Make Up'
We Was Together for Eight Months, And You Said It Yourself You Can't Fake Love
I Could Send a Poem ... Naw i'll Present The Poem Just To Let Them Know It
That J's Sorry ... Cuz It Hurt's Inside Worse Than i Falling Eight Stories
But if were Fucking-up We Should "Cover-up"...Like Fake Stories ???
i'll "Go Down" cause, Your Pussy Remind's Me About Club's...
Cuz Without You.. I Couldn't Rap About Love...<3
I Only Say What I Been Did.. Let Me Finish This Sentance
Naw Let Me Make Us a New Ending... First Off, Ur Cinderella
Hold It Though I'm Romeo, The Stories Mixed Together..Let's Stick Together
With you Time gos slow Like the Post Office i Hope You Get The Letter....
Wrote this .... i dunno i might aswell post it hahha .....