Still frontin' y'all
Still frontin'
Still frontin' y'all
Still frontin'
Engine running, me sleeping in the backseat
Read that you sleep fast reading from a factsheet
About poems and feelings and women and shit
There's a hole in my chest with nothing left in it
Punch myself in the face till it don't look like a face
Lick a lightning bolt just to see how it tastes
Rub your eyes real hard till they bleed
Peel your toes and your head and everything between
Still frontin' y'all
Still frontin'
23 hours ago
1 comment:
Easty in tha hizzy!
(sorry)
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