November 2010
They say my dreams are childish as fuck Try to win the lotto but I aint got no luck To be a wrestler I needa get fit or get a tummy tuck Coulda been a lawyer but Im not defending a guilty fuck Militarys easy but Im slow: Id be a sitting duck …Crossroads of life got me sitting stuck At least with this rap game Ima hungry fuck Obnoxious fat white boy: Call me Uncle Buck Wouldnt have it any...
Humor me for just a moment.
I don’t see why we can’t talk anymore. I’m past the stage where I want to try and win you back with my wit where I half-ass two conversations in a week and then think that I’ve got you back in the sack. You’ve moved on and so have I, but there is no excuse why we can’t be friends. I have a lot of shit going on, and actually would think you’d enjoy hearing...
A little update I suppose
I’m alive.