"What do you think about this life, Meredith?"
Well...fuck....I don't think really shit about it!
"And what, excuse my language, "You don't think shit about?"!
Well...I don't fuckin give ah shit!
"What don't, again , excuse my language, "You don't give ah shit about?"
All of this shit! You! Me! Society! Give me some shit that'll make me ghost!
"Well, surely you jest?! How will I become who I am without you?"
"Seriously!? You jest?!"
"No old broke sorry ass niggah! Surely you jest! I need help!"
"Well shit!" Pulled out my 94% THC cartridge. Hit thah shit hard! Presented it to my theRapist! He hit thah shiit hard as fuck!
Yeah! This too shall
Pass! So...
Whatcha got niggah?!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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