Oh yes I love her like my addiction, No its not non-fiction,
Her love is what im missin, i dont understand her so im sittin,
Mind steady driftin, Like a race car, but my heart need fixin,
Her body is appealing, She dress to kill, so im ready for killin,
But just give me a minute, and ill be all up in it,
Ill start the whole thing but only if you finish,
Cause I'm a pain killa, a game killa,
The one you come to when ya need the same killa,
Footprints in the sand walking' witcha,
The shadow behind you who can't get withcha,
Thoughts of suicide run through my mind,
I think about murderin' murderers all the time,
I close my eyes and turn into vapors,
Smokin' blunts out the Bible papers,
My mind travels, at light speed ',
Cuz Is what I need in the fast lane, To succeed',
My eyes bleed, Now let me tell you what I need,
Pussy, money, weed...Pussy money weed, pussy money weed, pussy, money weed, pussy money weed pussy money weed,
Listen to me talk, Listen to me speak,
My love, my desire, my feelings are you for deep,
but now its all over, you were my life,
Everytime i think about, I wana cry,
Thiers nothing i can do, except wipe my eyes,
Everything i said was true, I never said a lies,
I was always there by your side through tha good and bad,
An when I lost you, I lost everything I ever had,
Still remembering the conversations we had talking on tha phone,
you wishing I was their because you was home alone,
but now that you left me that mine set is gone,
and all I can think about is,,
Pussy, money, weed...home girl,...
you said it's not non-fiction, non-fiction means real, fiction means fake just 2 let you know
lilstuart100 1 month ago