Your Fault

It startd a couple years ago back when i use to listen to my peers yo i told em everything even my fears doe i just need a place so i can chill yo so i can let my emotions and my thoughts just clear yo i tried to apologize i said dear mo but she a freak so she said let me feel yo then i went to kims i had time to kill so she said relax smoke a blunt and just chill yo rolled up and passed it she just told me she let this nigga smash it then i said wat you tellin me for she said idk and then i gave her a dot and O my phone start ringing girl on my ringtone start singing it was my nigga he forgot wat he was bringing i said two bad bitches he look at em then he said let me go swicth em i said if they that ugg throw em some ditches then i went home i think i had to do the dishes but i was to busy talking to my new bitches and they so dirty just sittin in the kicthen but meanwhile she wanted me to grant her wishes get some head then get right back to buisiness but u mad? cause you think im actin like a villian last time i remember it was you that was fucking trippin so you talkin to another nigga he bout to have some stiches if he dont back off he prolly broke bruh racks small but mines them bitches 10ft tall but time is money baby tick...tock if im not fuckin bitches im watchin boondocks and if not that then i mplayin xbox uhh yea my summer includes all of that i met that best girl ever at a fuckin summer camp and right now i just wish she calls back im in love i really think im caught and this is all your fault