Battle
• Written by Filthy
I Grab instrumentals randomly
big ups to ya mom
she blew me quite handsomly
no hard feelings
she needed it as bad as me
Then We slept happily
Just kidding
I rather talk about all the people you been kidding
Pretending to be tough on Facebook
when your really at your grandmas knitting
Petting her kitten doin her dishes envious wishing
You had a team and played your position
But its obvious your heartless
No man inside
Just a little girl in a dress
waiting to cry asking everybody why
you keep getting fucked so dry
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Filthy
Member since September 20 2014