(imagined in the cadence of a 7 year old in a rap battle)
she beepy on my peepee til i sleebpy
she pull the gun out of my pants and then she bleep me
i take off all her clothes like she a sheepy
i ride her til she say she wanna seed me
cuz i don't really wanna raise a bebe
YOU ARE READING
Book #2
PoetryThe old one is old and cringey. So I made a new one! I'm not a freakish middle school fangirl anymore, so you can read my ideas without internally dying! Now, it's meme time. // (mostly short stories and poetry, with a lil bit of meme-y stuff (idk)...
