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Jul 2018
Hairdressers daughter,
Momma wanted her to make farther without a father
Couldn't even manage an alama matar
From the far South, no clue how to keep her legs closed, nor her **** mouth
These blackhole guys with their cast oil lies, let her keep the disguise
That she don't know better
The 'basic' girl, she fits it to the letter
But she's actually pretty clever
Just miserable, intent on making things intense for the individuals who fall for her ******* lust, their faces change fast when they see the red plus
She hits them with 'whats that mean for us? How this gonna go down?"
They give her money to get out of town, they choke
Little do they know it's all a joke, one gift store test puts her with the best of all con artists, its a high for her, but she still don't feel
Until one day it all got real
That equation on a stick that helped her get rich, she couldn't go through with it
Came back and latched hard. 9 whole months,
Had to become a hairdresser, took out her phone, clicked on 'mom' and called her
"You're gonna have a granddaughter"
Jimmy
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Jimmy  22/M
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