im eating a sandwich rn a bread sandwich
It’s A Fucking Poem.
Your mind is an icecream cake, that I wish to intake.
And when I am freed, it is because of thee.
Your lips against mine, the brightest dove.
A dove, representing love. Fore what is love, but the willingness to do, whatever it takes. To free the other from their calamities of life.
Your mind, is one that I cannot wish to own. But must go after, and go faster.
Time is running thin, and I say it again.
What is love, but the willingness to free the other from their own calamities of life, and you have begun to free me of mine.
Guess who the fuck it is, damn straight best in the buis.
It’s Bueno Mac, or John (: Here to stay
Here to say.
Fuck all haters, fuck everyone, everything.
This mother fucker decided he needed me, so here I am.
God damn, it feels good to be here, instead of this queer.
I am, the true Bueno Mac. Ahead of the stack, is where I plan to stay.
His girl cheated on him, because he can’t get his limp dick up.
Some faggot got to his bitch, and now I’ve got an itch,
for murder. Slururrured harder than a metaphor on Oxycontin.
Drinkin Jack, matter fact, Whiskey ain’t even my preferred drink.
I like Vodka, lotta lotta. Haha. Shit, fuck this rap.
I’m done, have some fun. - Bueno Mac