The plan
The plan was to drink till the pain over but what’s worse is the pain got a hangover
My heart broken into many pieces I decided it was time to think up a plan b because the last words she said played over and over and over
Not sharing my thoughts with anyone because where I’m from grams is slung & niggas vanish every summer.
So such a minor topic is not to be brought up because as my R.H niggaz say A.G.A.S to the max and love better not be inserted into my grammar
are all girls really slags or are we as men just scared to let go …