homie you my Big nigga
ill as shit can't no one get sicka
hate that you felt unwelcome
fuck with you there'll be hell to come
get yo ass out that escalade
now let's all go get laid
forget about your damn haters
we'll feed 'em to the gators
may be the best at being an ass
neva let ya swag run out of gas
your heart is beautiful and big
stay awesome my motha fuckn nig.
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Author:
SCatron2 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My dear friend Zack hope you are reading this you haven't always been there for me n I've dome my best to be there for you I love you as a friend plz understand
- Category: Friendship
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