It's June 15, 2024, 11:58:08 PM
all these labels be lookin but im still at mama's house enjoyin her cookinim livin thinkin somethin different is comin short-term goals is slowly gettin ruinedthat 9 to 5 shit, I can't stand thatI rather kill myself.... give my enemies something to laugh atI'm grown dawg, but I still feel like O-DogA menace to society, the mentality is so hogghetto birds, black trucks, undercovers, cover upnever been a lover, uncover me god, wassup?too manly for my own goodmind of a gentleman but im so hoodgotta step it up, mature and what-notthink smart, so I don't get caught-up40's traded in for vitamin water40 cal traded in for something smallerthem guns don't make me any harderand that alcohol had me like an animal causing a slaughter..I'm honored, to have bitches wantin to be my loverbut it's only because my face is on that covernever thought I'd say it, but these ho's is boring meI need one true love or whatever the fuck, controlling meI feel like I need a leash, so loose right about nowplayin ho's is coo, but it's self-abuse that I disvowI gotta sit back and analyze, write myself a letterno patience to scrutinize, but it's for the better