Fooler Mom

Bitch you really got me good.

Hood winked me every time you could.

I dangled there like you knew I would.

I slew all your enemies.

Even if they were friends to me.

You got me so damn good.

Papa tried to warn me.

My mind could not see.

What a twisted bitch you were.

And mama you do not care.

Use me like a weapon.

Get all that you can.

Bitch you got me good.

Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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