in my life change is drastic... and happens in spurts.
my parents keep throwing oppositions towards my life and i dont know what to do.
i need to talk to somebody, to get their opinion.

i can only think of one person.

edit: something i wrote last night.

thats why ya bitch wanna real nigga like me.
im sweet like fruit and deliver like ripe seed.
huh? you ask. my favorite word is free, i accept thee.
rip any like he passed away, its easy like sippin tee.
not a rapper, like wayne imma let her lick the wrapper.
you can't go back like black hair its nappier.
sour patch, you squish your face as you recieve the taste.
arizona it reminds me of two things, girl and favorite drink.
only way i can dispose you is through a grinder in my sink.
i wink, and it gets so wet like pussy laying in mink.
fur, how ya doin sir, i ask, mask thee, gat em up without a curr.