Your sick
And your evil bitch
The shiit you do make me wanna call you a lil trick
You tried to harass me like I'm not a brick
I alchemist my energy and lit the Bic
Let me repeat my self that was some bitch shit
That shiit would've got you ripped
The way you swong that door open I could of got hit
I just stalled out a bitch
You fucked with the wrong person
Bitch let me introduce myself I'm the ice Queen
And baby I'm 10 in every thing I do
You tried to bully me
But I alchemist that energy and you turned me into myself went inward
You still gets nothing spirtually and physically
Trick
Now shake that salt Shaker 🧂
Mad ass 😘🤣
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Author:
Star seed (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Surrealist
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Comments5
This poem is prickly and full of thorns. Like a porcupine with its dander up. Well written
That ho fine, but this ho a killer
She's leaking! She's soaking wet
She leaking! Soaking wet
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker
Yall wildin 😈
What goes up:)
:(Must come down
🤣😂😂lol gave yo ass a idea
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