In my own words Grab ur soldiers helmets;a bomb in a parcel wrapped in golden velvet; barbed wire keepin them prisoners in their living hell; dont underestimate the quiet ones they kill aswell; there talking to the spiders in the cell there only friend; a criminal poet a criminal mind wit criminal ways; this worlds an ocean and r younger days r swimmin away;
If I was a Millionaire... I would b dead in a week guaranteed hahahaha
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