Friday, April 10, 2009

oficially a cheuvanist.

her eyes strike mine in line at the soda
and im like aaw fuck, i gotta turn and pull a cold shoulda
shes the lost psychosomatic addict for attention
artificial plastic, erradic, and beyond comprehension
she puts on a twisted smile and gives me a hug
and they way shes movin, she just wanted to fuck
now how am i gonna squeeze myself out of this position
stoned and itchin for a bone, this girls on a mission
shes smart and understands the driving force in a man
the conquest for phat ass and girls with a tan
so she took the higher ground and leapt for the kill
i said "HOLD UP I AINT GOT TIME FOR NO THIRLLS, yo excuse me for the intrusion but your act is whack, slacked and its leaking through the cracks of your foundation. why do you persist as this eblmem of tempation, bait for the weak minded, another fix for your sexual drive, one by one they fall to your infidelity, your backwards vanity, neurotic insanity and grandoise fantasies. get a grip or else youll slip on your own two feet that you thought were solid. your not the hot topic, get a class on sum logic dayuumn.


slitherin between crags and crevices
your every rational mans nemesis
you exude manipulation amongst the premises.
get close enough and you go straight for the neck.

*dedicated to the lack of legit girls in calgary....sigh*

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