Self hate came home to roost

…..This is Rosewood but I’m not John Bradley, sadly many of y’all will die badly, you’re not a jewel, you’re Jewel and you died with your eyes open sadly. Madly treated like stool, rape never leads to love you fool, falling into the arms of that white dude, all signs of self made stealth, as you hid behind his wealth made it seem statutory, took your glory, then slapped you down yelling bitch you bore me, where’s that wine you poured me, I told you to call me Georgy Porgy.