Y’all Wannabes-
Selling your soul to social media and sex. Trying to collect a few big bags. Living life for the Devils side. Basic and you can’t really get them bags but you carry bags of bullshit, basic again, women bringing unnecessary luggage.
Showing all the ass and cleavage trying to get a leverage. Displaying a whole image trying to get the privileges; average, young females fake and damaged. Getting played out, another post, another bullshit situation, hoe ways, mileage and usage.
I look in the mirror and I know what I see! Y’all, another lost soul that don’t know or lost from excuses not wanting to accept the truth. You are the fruit of the poisonous tree.
Wannabes
Wannabes
Wannabes
Most of your closest and old friends would agree.
Selling your soul to social media and sex. Trying to collect a few big bags.
Not ready for the collisions; no airbags, your life story is told about putting up with nothing but scumbags; it may be how you were depressed and you didn’t get that man because your titties look like sandbags; but they still sat better than most.
Ass surgery,
Face lift,
Nose job,
Titty lift,
Lip injections;
You got price tags of them all, you got them all noted!
Selling your soul to social media and sex. Trying to collect a few big bags.
A wannabe,
Just tell the truth... tell me.
I know something from your past is still bothering you, I know your past created you.
I know your insecurities is controlling you.
I know social media is why you sold you.
Tell me ...
Note this your in notes; life is... Me vs Me.
But I know you...
Another day, another club, another after party, another party with free bottles and drugs too. Another sex tape that you may or may not know about. Another after party with Henny and Bacardi, trying to find that man with the Ferrari. Before you pulled up you looked up his name on Safari. Another story for the big bag.
Hoping you get pregnant and he pays you for taking the pill or abortion, or you get that ring, trying to get married. Trying to get your big bags. Tryng to find that man with the Ferrari.
Before you pulled up you looked up his name on Safari.
“The Mind of Lorenzo”
I know how to protect my bags. I know about all y’all.