Monthly Archives: September 2014

Dear fuck boys


Dear fuck boys With the bird chest With the bitch assness With the low standards Imma need you to stop fucking every any person you see Without protection. I’m tired of the single mama stroll Or the guy pissing next … Continue reading

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Sermon find some chill


Look I know how we all have folks in our family Who piss us the hell off, I know it’s not just me But who else does the Lord come down too? My child Yes Lord?is that you Find some … Continue reading

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That’s the thing


See that’s the thing When I see you it’s all I can do to not rush you an kiss your lips off But I don’t know you You’re just a pretty boy I see around. A boy with a peppy, … Continue reading

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dear mr bird chest


I don’t know if you got my last post but i’m here for you. if you want assistance just ask me… but in the meantime I DO THIS SHIT FOR FUN No seriously for fun it’s the most fun for … Continue reading

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dear Dwayne / nigga put ya shirt on


Slim Imma need you to sit down put your shirt back on. imma need you to either memorize or read your shit cause this shit can’t be. taking 10 minutes to say 2 minutes worth of info nigga sit your … Continue reading

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heroe


if i walk into war will you stay home with your weapons. if a fight is coming an i tell you i have to leave will you stay or walk beside me? if all the world around me burns would … Continue reading

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forgotten ones


we are the forgotten parents of the future the men, men left behind we are the hard up fathers working to not be our absentee fathers we are the down trodden men seeking to find light from behind our wives. … Continue reading

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