Papi, we won't struggle no more
I promise you
it will be fine
papi, i'm gonna buy a car
and take you out to look at the stars
u won't have to ride the bus
with all them weird fools
(they probly think we are weird as **** too)
papi,
your skin is like the sky at night
do u remember how I held on to your back?
(but u never called back)
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
Papi, we won't struggle no more
I promise you
it will be fine
papi, i'm gonna buy a car
and take you out to look at the stars
u won't have to ride the bus
with all them weird fools
(they probly think we are weird as **** too)
papi,
your skin is like the sky at night
do u remember how I held on to your back?
(but u never called back)
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