Taboo subjectA Poem by PolystereneWriting for therapy
B***h sitter weed bringer
You should have fucked the babysitter You'll probly do that when you have kids of your own When they are unsuspecting and all alone Creep into their beds at night and take their cell phone so there is no chance to get away escape or feel at home Your game is sick your mind is twisted did you really think you should f**k your little sister Don't care who knows I did nothing wrong Ptsd I now have and it won't be long. Before it all becomes to much and I won't have a crutch All of everything has become too much Move away I never want to see you again Go as far as you can with that girlfriend That one day will find out her husband is a molester She will leave you in the night and God bless her You fucked up hard and karma hasn't caught up yet. But just wait it's a b***h you just haven't met © 2016 PolystereneAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 16, 2016 Last Updated on July 16, 2016 Tags: Rap, hiphop, lyrics, bars, suicide, depression, realshit, candycoated Author
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