im alone in my zone
dont let the other post fool you its only me
the lonely kid from the inner city
who's introverted
went to 2 different psychiatrist and he still persist
i think to much thats what she told me
why dont you relax do some constructive activities
lady,
im a black nympho who smokes dro and lay's low
my life isnt moving forward its on pause
give me the fucking remote so i can fast forward
to nicki in 10 years with wifey and his little baby
living a moderate life with no recession hopefully
life will be a little more easy
but thats my wishful thinking because i am tainted
by evil presences,inner self and love
i made a deal with a demon to release me from
my mental slavery in exchange for a scroll
with my soul i know thats cold
but he helped me nonetheless
gave me my first love session
that lasted a year
like a band recital it never stopped
addicted to her like Kurt was to his guitar
if i was a musician i would bust out the sitar
but as you know it was over 5 months ago
so my inner self felt solitude
only thing that can ensue some happyness
is the empty love i get from a empty casket
im talking about a women not a coffin
i know she doesnt love me or cares for me
but she usually calls nick in the evening
get together watch a movie talk about dirty laundry
and proceed to licking the clit to infinity
and then im gone
darn what a waste of a day
still contemplating my mental distability
still smoking like its the 60's
stil going to see this bad chick with full lips
and perky tits
my life is boring isnt it ?
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