It all started as a yunglin.My parents were crack atticts and I was in alot of trouble at home.So when I grew up it went helleh moe downhill,when I went to school.I had fights like almost errday, monday through friday and maybe saturday or sunday. One day I got into a fight for no reason at all.I did it becuz I was so f_$!# mad bruh.I juss walked up on da dude and juss punched him dead in his face.the reason I was mad is becuz my foster parents had made me so...MAD I juss felt like juss smacken the f$@! Outta somebody.But anyway im bout ta go ta school,and the first class i got i hate very badly is my algebra class is Ms.Cunniningham that bish is so mean that if u look like u finna talk u gotta go to iss or oss.I JUSS WANNA KNOCK HER ON HER AZS!
