Never actually understand, even if they try, because all they see is you, on fire, screaming about the arsonist that no one ever sees, and who has been spreading lies about your alleged mental instability, deceptive personality, etc. Anyways, I especially relate to her midnights becoming afternoons, complex PTSD often leads to this phenomenon, whether due to purposeful sleep deprivation by the abuser, or just hyper vigilance associated with the PTSD, along with the fear of facing people, especially your loved ones, who funny how you say the words domestic violence, abuse, abuse survivor and boom the subject changes. The abuser has no anxieties, no emotional pain, or salience/memory for that matter, so the survivor appears to be the crazy one, obsessed with the abuse and that buzzword that seems to ignite arguments about diagnosing people without a degree, etc. I believe this is another amazingly on point and nuanced commentary on the insanity that follows emotionally abusive relationships. With some chocolate thai skunk, 50 dollar dank sacks So baby get game cause you know I be back Some starwberry boones and a pack blackjacksĬool as Morris Day breakin' hoes like the mack I brought a little pam and a maryjane sack Knock, knock, knock, who is it? (Jim Jones)Ĭharmaine, is your nigga here, or are you alone? We can chit, we can chat, but you gets no scratch These hoes roll they eyes, still spread they thighsĪnd think a nigga like me is gonna get you high? My name is dre dog I own a mansion and a yachtĪnd a volvo wit a cuddy wit a black rag top Smokin' chewy wit my niggas playin' bones in the kitchen I'm a hard headed motherfucker never will listen' If a dolla had a pussy it'd be a fuck bitch My hair is growin' back and I still got dick for you hoesĪ-1 yola, coca cola, nigga coke is in, but not the soda Still smokin' dank, hoes still gotta grip, The dank smokin', hoe chokin', cuddy on chrome, Your motherfuckin' right do you know who I am? Nappy headed heifers wearin' girlfriends clothesīut when they see the cuddy punk hoes straigten upĬause a nigga like me is up front smokin' skunkĬhewin' on juicy fruit, drinkin' on boonesīitch who you lookin' at like a fuckin' fool? Heifers be yellin' but ya know I ain't hearin' ya Some of these hoes think it's betta than the tongue My cuddy, my cuddy, it get the pussy sprung Smokin on some chocoalte skunk potent thai stick. More hoes, more hoes, more bank, more bank More powder, more powder, more dank, more dank If knuckle had a swoop they would call me sugar ball, mothafucker Mary jane is dank right and pam is cocaine The bitches roll cuddys, mustangs, and impalas.Ĭaramel, butterscotch, and milky brown sweet, You're fuckin with a chewy smokin mothafuckin vet.Īnd in this day and age hoes don't listen to their mommas, Miss me with the battle bitch, rush me with the dankĬaramel coated tittie, yea your pussy's soakin wet Miss me with the bullshit, hit me with your bank Hoes chokin, weed smokin, blazin mary jane,īitches be trippin when they see the cuddy chromeĬause they starin at a nigga that got it goin on Theres pussy on the street, I'm tryin to get that funk. Hard headed nigga smokin chocolate thai skunk, Hoes turnin they head all throughout the fuckin hood. Well I slap these bitches and pimp these hoes, im a Fillmoe VIPĭippin in the cuddy, not a mothafuckin' caddy.įifty dolla dank sacks got me smellin good
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |