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“Drank in My Cup Freestyle” by J.Cole
i remember…
how she use to be. before the tattoos, before the piercings, before the make up, and before the insecurities. she was the coolest. had the most potential. but she decided to conform to what her surrounding offered her. instead of waiting till marriage, she lost it at 16. instead of becoming a woman, she became a whore. 11 “boyfriends” later she doesn’t know who gave her what. all she knows is, she’ll never be loved. until i come back around, she decides to want to befriend me again. i looked at her and smirked and said “you’ve changed”. i miss her innocence. that will never return. good look in life though, you’re going to need it if you even survive till 25. we could fuck if you want, but trust, i won’t enjoy it. all you’re good for now is a nut. your friendship is gone. your definition of “loyalty” is jaded. making friends with other hoes that are uglier than you then have the audacity to say they’re prettier than you…you wanted to be popular? this is the price you pay. you lost the one loyal guy you had in your corner for a crowd of people that’ll never uplift you. you enjoy the negativity huh? of course, you’ll complain about it later. cry about how life isn’t going your way and how much “advice” you need. but you’ll never take it, you’re too stubborn huh? because the only way you’ll take MY advice is if some other nigga that you find physically attractive says it, huh? you ain’t shit bitch.
the end.
YAY the internet is back on!
and the cable nigga is here. bouta see if he’ll give me the playboy channel…*straight face* LMAO
