Not my stress but what the heck?
why am I on it?
scrunched up face, I wanna break
that asshole who threw that shit
on me, this is not the way it was meant to be
but still,
I can't even land one single hit
am I fit enough to do that bit?
why the heck is this cringe?
well I don't mind but I am still pissed
at the one who broke that heart
at the one who tore her apart
and I do admit that she is at fault too
but that that's just cause she is remaining true
to her heart so boo hoo, imma protect her so shoo
away go to hell ya ass, before I tear you away like a broken grass
twig and smoke ya up, be in a trance
ya know who you are but may be not
anyway I have said what I want to say so what the fuck
I don't care, die in a ditch get hit by a truck
and this is all I want to say
be nice or be ready to face
the hell that I will bring ya
what you too scared?
hopefully not cause you still have my shit show to face.....
- Yakaa: Jujaan
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