Loading my shotgun. By Aaron Ace Cook
truly coasting through these different emotions, posting poems and not knowing of the true knowing that God I can swim because it feels like everyone is tossing me into multiple oceans, to take shots at criticism but never stop me I just keep going, building and burning bridges for my own self benefit can't remember my own conversations of rhetoric, I'm not getting sick of it I'm just trying to figure out a new formula to beat it I'm at peoples champ so this poetry s*** I truly need it, I never been fake once in my life, I say what I mean and I mean what I say at the back up my words no gunplay, if you don't know me then you have nothing to say but if you do have something to say let's Talk no gun play, Brittany and Desiree erased from my memory so go f*** yourselves you just envy, jealousy is a weak emotion here's an example .Angie Miguel Kevin And janette just place your bets I'm dealing with a full deck when it comes to the streets I got fully fully respect so if they don't fire back I just keep on doing my collect in retrospect, my mind is a lethal weapon Jeff Irish stop bullshitting or watch what you're stepping in you know who's the best at this I'll need to beat all I need this words consider yourself defeated, you're my home boy but it is what it is, food for thought I'm breaking your plate.
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