i woke up...kissed my daughter...and left.
it dawned on me when i looked over at my BM that i really dont like that bitch.
its like.....when a woman is laying naked in the bed and you dont think about sex or attraction...but how much you want the bitch dead.
its time to leave.
like .....you dont even look at her body.....you look right at her closed eyes and can picture her in a coffin and you trying to not break a smile...
it was time to move on.
like .....you dont even look at her body.....you look right at her closed eyes and can picture her in a coffin and you trying to not break a smile...
Im alive to tell the story
thats all that matters
aye...i make it no secret i wish nothing but death on that bitch
Let the hurt go my brotha.aye...i make it no secret i wish nothing but death on that bitch
tell that to my daughter....Let the hurt go my brotha.
trust me...alot of people life would be easier .I don’t know your situation. However to wish death on someone is a lot. Death doesn’t affect just the person who dies.
i woke up...kissed my daughter...and left.
it dawned on me when i looked over at my BM that i really dont like that bitch.
its like.....when a woman is laying naked in the bed and you dont think about sex or attraction...but how much you want the bitch dead.
its time to leave.
like .....you dont even look at her body.....you look right at her closed eyes and can picture her in a coffin and you trying to not break a smile...
it was time to move on.