Red car top down.
By: Hayden Mills.

I see these two dudes,
In a nice red car with the top down,
Two georgous girls in the back,
A blond,
And I can't quite remember the other,
While in the back seat of my dads tuck,
My ****** expression changes,
And I think,
I am nothing,
They could never be me,
Its not even in my grasps,
So why dream...

Puke.

No girl would like me
Uuuuuuuugh
Look at my *** belly
Uuuuuuugh
Today somebody sqeezed my "man *****"
Uuuuuuuugh
Somebody called me a ****** but its a "joke"
Uuuuugh
Don't eat that you'll feel worse
Uuuuuuuugh
You're so full
Uuuuugh
You gained some weight dude jeez!
Uuuuuuuuugh
No breakfreast or lunch only dinner
Uuuuuuuugh
Feel the acid in you're throat
Uuuuuuuugh
You're a boy so of course no one will know,
Uuuuuuugh
Wear big shirts and baggy cloths
Uuuuugh
Don't go anywhere without a hoodie
Uuuuuuuugh
No *** for you you're disgusting
Uuuuuuuugh
F#ck a big heart, look at that belly,
Bbblaaaaaauuuuugh
Get out of the shower...

Money where you're mouth is.

Today on the telivison screen,
They where talking of the economy,
But the man who was talking,
About graphs and statistics,
Had the money in his pockets,
So what would he have known,
About it.