prod me

@7nightz
you can tell me anything yeah you don't needa lie
you been indecisive baby please make up your mind
I don't need to tell you what to say so just decide
I won't waste my time on you if you aint by my side
all the shit you sayin' to me I don't want to talk right now
find what to say right now, sorry I have my doubts.
if I don't shut my mouth, shit just might go south
lately i'm feeling down 
lately i'm feeling down

don't want this to go to waste
I just wanna see your face
don't want this to go away (x4)

@lost8
tell that bitch to go to hell
so many things could never tell
these hoes keep ringing like a bell
fuck that shit don’t hit my cell

tell that bitch to go to hell
so many things could never tell
these hoes keep ringing like a bell
fuck that shit don’t hit my cell
fuck that shit don’t hit my cell
i can get it by myself
i’d kill my self before i get help
make me feel things i’ve never felt

pills on me i’m dodging 12
ass so fat she throw it round
knock the stones right off of my belt
think i love her, well i don’t know

(i don't know)
thinkin bout that on the ride home 
(i don’t know)
if she wants more then she’ll let me know
(i don’t know)
months wasted that’s all that i know
i know

go to hell ft. 7nightz

my head is full of
termites. the inside of my skull (cranium) is full of termites. when i turn my head
left. i can feel the termites moving to the left side of my head. when i tum my head
right. i can feel the termites moving to the right side of my head. sometimes, the termites crawl across my brain, searching for food (wood). they end up chewing at
the soft parts of my brain. when thil: happens. i must jerk my head forwards to get
them off. my brain is infected because of this. i have false memories and my brain
is infected. my head is infected. i remember, when i was a kid, there was a morning
where i was eating breakfast with my mother. i had cereal. and my mother was
going on about 'the presidential canditate is going to win. because it is a lzard
man.' and 'pyramid is good.' i then proceeded to chew on the side of my cereal
bowl. but my mother would not stop me, and stared blankly into the wall while
looking like she was screaming, but no sound was coming from her. i think it's safe
to say that none of this ever happened.*

Dont ever buy no gas from the gras station.