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Jul 2015 · 438
Mona Lisa
Kourtney L Jul 2015
I was Picasso and she was forever my Mona lisa it was something I always seen in her
Something no man could ever see in her
She was always apart of me always my lover but that doesn't mean I always deserved her
I step back and take a look at my painting and say ****
What a masterpiece
I could never see what a disaster she could be
But she was but this world will have you twisted up in girls guys and drinking
How ever could It i be thinking I don't know
But for now I just stick painting and think about relationship goals

..... Because that just seems to be the only thing that this life even throws
Money liquor bottle and hoes
Bros don't even know the true definition of goals
they'd just rather spend money on jewelry shoes condoms and clothes
But we all know how that **** goes

Ima let you **** some commas
These hoes don't know how to start up nothing but drama
maybe cause they wasn't raised right by they mama
But it's not their fault
It's the teaching
shall I go on about the same old silly song
Ring around the Rosie is just one of them you used to sing in your drive way all day long with the girls on block with the pig tails
But now yall just getting down
Just to get money for nails
Ima just end it here whether you got the vision of my Mona Lisa I just wish you can truly pleaser her
cause I just simply miss her
which left my heart black and blue something that this paintbrush was never even designed to do
Jul 2015 · 272
Fuck It
Kourtney L Jul 2015
But the design of your shoes seems to be the only thing that makes you cool or the way you hold a gun or pull the glock or even the way you stroke your **** in these girls that you call hoes but your just so simple minded cause you run back and tell your bros  about what yall two did that night did or did you forget that you made her night ? Made her world ? Congratulations because you became the daddy of a little girl  it take more to be a male I can't  finish this story You if can't tell  I'm not a male nor raised by a Man I can only say I was raised by my mother I cherish her forever even tho I don't deserve her even tho daddy wasn't in the house but that wasn't his fault he was just caught up in the pain dispensed from tragedies and lies so let's start being real men and show women that they're the true prize

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