Yea he loves running the street
but what about when he rubs my feet...

Now my would be lover,
You think that it's over...

Some days I just wish.
I could run and hide...

Suicide isn't fun,
so don't try it...

Meet a man,
A man named Harry...

There is a part of me
That feels I am different from everyone else...

Standing at the door,
dog tags in hand...

Her name was justine voted prom queen a perfect...
she should have know the concequence fast cash...

Pants sag low
Blow weed smoke...

Homie kool it
I hear you moaning...

WAT CAN i SAY 2 PROVE i NEED U? HOW ABOUT i RUB UR...

"IS IT TRUE"
God gave me this talent...