Twisted

I hear this voice that sounds old and scary like cane in potaguiest
They won’t give me the choice
I say no but then they slice
I need some advice…
I’m not gonna say I rather die I say I rather kill
Because they won’t get out of my body or stop taking my fucking free will
I look ugly then pretty then ugly again
All because a jealous ass friend took 200 pics at the club and more
undercover whore
wtf is all the hating for

I’m dealing with some 70 something year old pedi fuck
Who is so gross when I hear him I literally get stuck…
Stuck in my own skin and it takes seconds just to be able to breath again
And once again it’s cause of that fake ass friend
What the fuck?

Let’s get to dope boy the decoy they put in
wtf does my life have anything to do with you alls “win”
You so fucking stupid
Even more now than back then
And you can stop playing Cupid
I don’t want or need a man
Just the one I already got
A perfect on my check list and I love him a lot
He’s everything that old creeper pedi stalker not
THANK GOD

Listen I’m tired as fuck and not playing some pedi or crack heads game
I’m just trying to get thru life sane
No we are not the same
I want the money and you want the fame
I’m done talking I just wanna bury that ugly disgusting and twisted old man
Just please let me know if I can
Cause these past 11 years I can’t stand
And peace and comfort in my own body is a rite that everyone gets and a right that iI demand