Here is a little poem I put together about a tweeking "Bag Ho' I once knew. Caution: This poem contains strong language.
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your poetry is lame, child like , common shallow rapper crap, you very much sound like homo too !! so ---you are --below the bag ho ,
TheCheetocat 1 year ago
he he he!
luv it
jazzanobg 2 years ago
you seem to be disturbed i like gettin high but i treat men like they treat me you wish you had a pussy not all bitches as you say Fuck nasty mothfuckers like you CAUSE I DONT NEED A MAN THAT DISRESPECT women your mom should be ashamed and you ait slim shadt
bluegirlo1 2 years ago
You got down with this poem..... Funny!!!
74ripley 2 years ago
don't ever touch this shit. you will loose your soul body everything you know and own and there is little chance you will ever get it back. my experience is rare. the odds are something like 80% don't recover and stay that way. i will forver be haunted by this demon. this is true X's infinity. it's a plague, an epedemic and it will take you down.
chloesprite 3 years ago
believe in yourself and your poetry will come out better....tweakers suck: dancing clucks- twist on your stage o'pain!
westhillsbird 3 years ago
zzz zzz zzz boring
micr0cosm 3 years ago
You are fucking brilliant. I unknowingly lived with a meth addict for two months. I just thought he was born a paranoid and delusional psycho. Anyway, yeah you pretty much summed up all the things I wanted to tell him after I moved out. Better than I could have ever said it too. Staying up all night cleaning, banging shit around, and not eating for 3 days can make someone see, hear, and beleive things that arent even there. He looked like such a sad, pathetic dumbass. He lost all his friends.
lisamarie515 3 years ago
That was some funny ass shit.
xgrrrl111 3 years ago