Trials and Tribulations of a Real One
I think the Lord is trying to kill me & only true depressed people can feel me, the energy in my spirit is getting to strong for my body it's like point blank from a AA-12 shotty
Some days I feel like evolving but I have Cobi & that would be a problem with no solving, some days I feel trapped in the trap with no strap no map just a wealth gap no cap , I'd rather go to jail for trying to provide for my child than for child support that would be wild
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