My Mother Was Catatonic
...My mother was catatonic, symphonic chronic is what I smoke.
Livinin it bougie, choosin floosies no uzis and then I choke.
You can be me, insane cerebral cortex is
just what I feel.
Living pervy s...
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Categories:
floosies, abuse, mental health, racism,
Form: Rhyme
Program Self
...Program self for Elizabeth Wesley
So you need to overcome a weakness in your floor,
You don’t like what you’r e seeing , not any bloody more,
You are what you think you are, a body full of ...
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Categories:
floosies, adventure, body,
Form: Ballad