"sidity" poems
Yeah, I'm that ***** yeah, don't forget it, yeah.
Gold neck Tity, yeah, Lamborghini, yeah.
Bad ***** with me, yeah, she's sidity, yeah.
Got her hair fixed, yeah, kinda thick, yeah.
Shawty known to strip, yeah, for the ren, yeah.
Tryna do a split, yeah, oh **** yeah.
Can you do a split, yeah, on a **** yeah.
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
Tick tock, Tick Tock
Time is running up, you got to hurry up.
The train is passing, look you missed it
Now you ****** up, but don’t give up.
See, this hour glass theory might seem funny but, it’s true.
Wasting time, procrastinating is not for you.
Don’t follow the crowd, let the crowd follow you
Because you’re special, every time you pick up that
Pencil, you’re creative. Let your mind wander to a deserted island getting
Your land legs, eating honey doo.
Don’t you see that your life has a meaning, a purpose unlike some of your friends do.
But I can’t blame you, all you want is happiness and you want somebody to give it to you.
But in reality it’s harder than you think; you’re raised to believe that with a kind heart anything
Can be achieved but, you was lied to.
Women these days don’t want men that can give them the world yet, a city.
They want you to be strong, yet at the same time crawl on your knees, beg with pity.
Isn’t that so stuck up, so sidity?
My melody, your harmony, our love together shouldn’t be based off society and what other people think.
It should be cherished, earned with time and patience
This tranquility this temperance is something they can’t comprehend.
But I don’t blame them,
People envy other peoples happiness
From all that work that the couple did to establish something
There’s always someone trying to tear down your nest.
So, tell me what’s next, where do we go from here?
I love you love me
Why are you so blind, why can’t you see that,
I was meant for you and you are meant for me.
No need to waste time
Because we don’t want to be part of this
Hour Glass theory
Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 8:50 PM UTC