Why yall nikkas aint tell me
And still i rise, indeed
You're not her type.
Yup team no nikkas
Incase anyone is wondering
Somehow she still gets a pass on the coli tho
Too bad she'd mush you out the way to holla at Brad and Wellington
You're not her type.
I couldve brought her back home. We all the same color in the dark afterallgood wouldn't like you. She's the prototype of brehette's who would write some poetry as an obituary if you died but wouldn't piss on you if you were alive.
Evidently not.I couldve brought her back home. We all the same color in the dark afterall
She wouldn't like you. She's the prototype of brehette's who would write some poetry as an obituary if you died but wouldn't piss on you if you were alive.
I need to stop coming to The Coli, y'all stay destroying the fragile image of upliftment and unity I hold of our people and the individuals who are held in relatively high esteem in the culture...... ..... why it have to be this way??
Incase anyone is wondering
Somehow she still gets a pass on the coli tho
Now imagine her reading it out loud.Imagine her writing you some nasty poetry
“Toe Jay, reflecting over your loin in motion makes my soul burst
A perpetual star in circular motion forever releasing me
I long to meet with you upon the banks of prophylactic freedom
Your kiss below the surface of my flower forever flowing translucent”