Sore Feet
no money honey
so we walk and talk
it was for few miles
we sit for awhile
as we reach out gold
i had to unload
down underneat
i got
SORE FEET
Copyright © Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr | Year Posted 2013
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