Love me, hate me, but you'll never understand me. I'm into verses not hearses, I write my wrongs like I write my songs. I dress up cute when I'm going out but I put my cell on mute when I don't wanna be bothered. I have these ideals that seem so unreal but if you know me, then you know that I'm trill. Seasons give me a reason to surface and being talented gives me a purpose.
