People Only Talk About Me And Sweaters

I Just Hope That You Miss Me A Little When I'm Gone.

We Walk The Same Path, But Got On Different Shoes, Live In The Same Building, But We Got Different Views

Nickel For My Thoughts, Dimes In My Bed. Quarters Of The Kush Shape The Lines In My Head.

I'm Obsessed With Perfection. I Want To Work. I Don't Want To Stop. I Want To Take Advantage And Make Myself The Best Possible Me That I Can Be.

Family Over Friends, Because Real Friends Are Family