Pressure
Running Down My Face It Was The Best Knowledge. I Guess I Couldn't Catch Up To Really What The Problem Was , It Was Destiny. The Choices That I Were Making Were More Possible Than Anything Above The Earth And I Had Quit But The Miserbleness In People We're Quite Frankly What I Was Giving For ; I Couldn't Help But Distribute What Wasn't Really There And I Was Right , Somebody Had To Leave But Whoever It Was Really Hated My Guts Like I Didn't Have Anything But The Weekend Upon Somebody And Then Nobody Else Could Relate But To Just Be There And That Was Quite Frankly. I Couldn't Gather Enough Information But Somebody Really Hated Me Because They We're Jealous , Poor And Always Asking For Money. I Laugh But Just Steady Minded My Business ; No Reasons Were Happening And They Always Got To Know The Wrong Side Of Me. I Laughed , It Was Right. I Couldn't Do Anything About Enough Except Live Because They Had Nothing To Do With Me , It Was Real. I Had Unity Tatted On The Back Of My Head Like I Was Going To Get Through Something And Just Be There Like I'm Pressuring God Or Something But It Was Always My Example And They Bitches Knew The Shame Part About It Like It Was No Reason But I Had A Real Man And He Loves Me.
