Thursday, August 15, 2013

Boys Play Games

Weak ass niggas make me sick
The only thing going for you is your mediocre dick
While you think that you have a down ass crew
All of your niggas is laughing at you
Because you have no purpose in life
And every move you make just doesn't seem right
Too consumed with the hood
To recognize anything good
Or make a change for the better
Because you're worried about who's mouth is wetter
Silly little boy
Life is not a toy
You better get your shit straight
Before it's too late
Start trying to achieve some goals
Instead of chasing hoes
Stop being a sorry excuse for a man
Although why I care I really don't understand
So why am I writing to you?
Boy do what you do

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