man. shits crazy. time is fast. i miss l'eau, but the disgusting energy of shit going on just pushes me to a corner. fuck it tho. i can't keep up being in peoples good grace. fuck you. and all the lies you fabricate to be the truth. so thank you for the shame you pass. after last night, im done thinking people have good intentions. im the illest rapper in houston literally, niggas is crazy. i gotta stop accepting things without checking them fully out first. im bout to shit on y'all niggas. like im bout to make all these wack ass rappers in houston quit rap. fuck being friendly along with my X bitch. but thats just some i miss you shit, not you, but the you usta be shit. has to state that for another protective order comes my way. im stuck between not causing problems having a problem having a slight solution and not knowing what to do. i know what i might have to do. mondays the day i guess. not too much on that tho. im changing. becoming more cold than i was before in a different way. tryna see if i want to go to atlanta or look for a damn job. shit sucks sun cause i got work to do. choices man. plus i need a vacay on some lonely star shit. yo what is pain really? a mind thing? what is love? a temporary relief of pain from the outside world, a universe created only between the two of you which holds you accountable of all things downward in the future. kids fuck you up. suck the life out of you and still ask you for it all. but we're all kids right? haha. i wonder why people so worried bout other people. he broke. he dont got this. he blah blah blah. i am broke. poor. and hungry. excuse me all you comfy people. i guess thats why yall dont chase nothing... cause y'all so good and comfortable where y'all at. let these niggas tell it, they got it all hahahahahaha. niggas is crazy man. i cant grind with mothafuckers. fuck all this jealousy and temper tantrum bullshit, i only deal with moods from my daughter and her mother apparently. fuck all you other niggas, and bitches. i need to cut down my twitter followers on twitter. i dont talk to nobody. i dont dm nobody. fuck these people man. i dont need them. process one in the freeing artist i guess. blood in my mouth so i close it. dont open up a landfill. protect yourself at all cost. shit, shoutout to lupes words i never said. trill shit. act like you know, act like you know. word to my brother screaming y'all got a legend in this ho on the mic last night in the function. houston is dry with this wack friend game shit. by my friend, and ill help you out. word to all these dumb "models" fucking and getting naked for shoots. including my baby**ther. too cold tho. too cold austen. i cant feel anymore. ive accepted nasty reality and have just decided to live. fuck. i need a spanish bitch and a blunt, fuck i gotta stop getting rid of hoes for my old girl. i gave up some bad bitches man. lol, its no point in shit being secret now huh haha. stop it tho. stop it 5
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