Mar 13 • General discussion
A Messy life
It turned me on, Juan said “Hey, need a stripper?”
Bro, my hands are fucking cold!
Wells Lamont Gripper
Went out without a jacket…
Barbara said I was insane
But naked in the cold is nothing
In light of all the pain
I miss being intellectual
Now I'm weak and dumb
I couldn't even feel the pain
Cause torture made me numb
Can't wait till I'm awake
For the first time become real
Then I'll start to preach the Word
& cast out demons while I heal
I beat everyone I played at chess
Can't have pride when I'm distressed
Beat so low I couldn't know
All wrongs will be confessed
We banged so hard. “My dick is yours.”
All the time last night
Devils came, im always lame
Didn't even put up a fight
God repeats “There is no purpose”
Soon I'll understand
It's way to heavy, I wasn't ready
Hell yeah! My fifty grand 🤑🤑
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