I’m like a pro my shot is consistent
I’m an eagle I soar over my problems
I’m like a mountain a see over
My problems no matter what.
I’m cocky I talk a lot of mess.
I’m greedy I eat a lot.
I’m black nothing light about it.
My teeth are white nothing black about it.
Friday, June 13, 2008
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