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'
7 hours ago
1 comment:
Easty in tha hizzy!
(sorry)
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