Listen, hehehe.... I'm something outta fiction. My diction is superb, my nouns adjectives and verbs keep the dealers off the streets and the fiends off of the curbs. Dang!! Well at least thats what i heard. It's funny how i get dissed by the ones whom i preferred. But when i am gone u will miss me, shawty that's my word. Maybe i'm just trippin or i just don't know the deal. All i truly know is that i don't care no more for real. My head is in a whirpool, i don't quite know how i feel. I'm just going off, every now and then i spiel. My favorite color's green but i'm feelin kinda teal. That's cause i turn kinda blue every time i think of U. How can i tell someone who wants to be alone: "I Love You"?