blind

Do you listen to blond?

My ni**a gave everything in between the commas...can we come in common

I have words

You pre-meditate yours

No connection

You’d rather me disappear like the smoke ...I don’t quit because nothing has ever worked in my favor ...blame it on my behavior

Try living a lifetime confined to thoughts

Can you relate? Are you listening to fait?

The backwood must feel like war and pain...Always burning the page...You must set fire to everything.

Are your bad habits just a phase...or a social habit that became a crutch

I love to spend the day finding your eyes

The off candits friends tag you in, somehow you know I can’t handle seeing you without saying or trying something

Like you’ll bend morally...

I think you owe me.

Not money

Just time...To determine my fait

If you decide what to say...then thinking on me shouldn’t fill your plate...Haves and have nots

I’m ashamed of how I spent the day

Distracted ...Please tell me something your heart said today