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May 2014
You think you crazy?
LIL GIRL GO BACK TO BED
Close your always open mouth for once,
You ain't seen insane yet
I'm sick, a candy sweet *****
You want another cavity?
Come take a lick
I'm right on the edge,
Shut up, you know what I said
So now you hard? I guess now you'd rather be than receive
I'm borderline like Marilyn, Anna and Britney
Angie, Amy, and baby Lindsay
You so worn out,
Won't survive another trip to the washing machine
This ain't a poem, it's a rap
And you bout to be my afternoon snack
Maybe not, I'm trying to watch my fat
Not that i eat too much anyway,
Watchin you taught me better than that
Sit down,
You're a ****** joke
It's all in the lines,
Your past says so
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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