Monday, February 9, 2009

Knockin' at my Door, but you can't get in...


percipitation.
disist. please. although others enjoys u.
i DESPISE u. i mean thanks for cleanin the body of my automobile,
but what can you do for the inside???
not a BOB Damn thing.
You allow my fancy boots to get damp, and never apologize.
Your brothers lock me inside the house on occasions, because they wanna see me look good.
But your envious sisters force me to surface, cuz they want to see my hair frizz.
ANGELA DAVIS!!!
...ok ok ok...
im sorry for doggin you...
you're COOL on some occasions.
Like staying inside, yastin with the rellies (thank you L),

and watchin a bomb movie
but i mean BRO it's February,

leave me alone, and the hostility will come to a screeching hault.

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