Not Anymore
Lookin Down the Highway
Staring at the bay and chewing on Frito Lay
I'm failing I'm failing
I wish I was sailing
Get away from me
Whenever you talk, it's telling me where to aim at
I swear sometimes I want to hit you with a bat
Screw you, I already know I'm fat
Screw life, it's a waste of time,
Fo all y'all depressed, it's the right time
This isn't supposed to be a good rhyme
Don't feel bad at me, look at you
You smell like poo, all you do is scare and say boo
Get away from me, you know I'm not skeet
Copyright © Keke Sell | Year Posted 2015
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