ALL MY LIFE ALL I DID WAS WRITE POEM ON HOW I FELT AND THATS WHY MY POEMS MEAN SO MUCH TO ME BECAUSE THERE TRULY FROM MY HEART |
My man can\'t be any height
Dark skin, Carmel, I prefer light skin aight...
He doesn't realize how much I love him
All he wants to do is hang out with his boys...
Show me the way
To another land...
She would sit up nights and just cry
She would ask herself why she was here...
I'm leaving cause your garbage
And I dispose of you...
Don't leave because I am you
Don't leave because I need you...
Thinking of you is what I do
Thinking of you makes all your lies true...