Love I owe you none...You a phony son..You aint da only one...You a lonely one...What I aint tryna do...Is lie to you..Go buy a clue..No tyme for you..Don't need you..I can creep too...How I learnt? Peeped you...No more what we do...Dont want to see you...Hate to cheat you but catch you when I see you....

Why c0ck block me outta jealously

Do u lyke what you see, wish you can be me?

Own crib, own car, own kyds, oh nah...

Bad is defined by how u carry yaself

Ethiopian bytch you need help

Go buy a clue, no tyme for you

I am BAD, Bytch And Diva

Grab da ibuprofen Need a pain relieva

Roll wit real bytches, not envious snitches

Runnin mouth bytch you can suck my clit

Wait, NO, you might lyke it

Just cuz u hood dont make you... (continue reading)

Deep inside I am missin something

I have my kids, an apartment, a car, a job, and school

But at nite when i lay down in the darkness

I feel so alone

I want to be held, I want to be loved, I want an independent man

I need to feel touch other than my own

I need to security and safe

I have a void that needs to be filled

My heart breaks over the lonliness inside

I want to be spoiled with tha essence of love

Simple... (continue reading)