FART (it’s named that /c it has nothgin to do with farting) I’m going freestyle here I don’t drink beer Only with Casey He has a cute facey That was gay But o well hey I think I like tommy But he’s like a mommy Not really though But that idea has to go B/c that ain’t my flow I don’t know Ho ho ho I’m gonna visit trisha soon Deff. Before june We aren’t going to go to boon- Sville. Where the black ppl r We’ll meet at a bar A girl can’t resist a man that looks good in a speedo Talk of the town Mr. Tangerine speedo How do u get around they still laughed at us And that guy broke up with me b/c I wasn’t cool enough (dick) Cure for cancer cure for aids I went out of state for days I gotta be honest I think you know I’m covered in lies and that’s okay And somewhere beyond this I know But I hope I can find the words to say I gotta get outta here and find my way again I’ve lost my way again… And so have you B/c very few know what to do her boyfriend don’t know Anything about her He’s too stoned Nintendo I wish I could make her see She’s just the flavor of the week But she won’t believe me She prolly think I’m a jelious B No I’m trying to be a “friend”
Reason for writing:
me and my friend all during the summer would just like rap and i decided to write some of them down
Birth sign: Capricorn
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