Dear diary

I guess I'm just agitated Tired of having shit where my brain And it's fucking up my patience And I'm sorry to my girl that I haven't even made it But this shit takes patience Diamonds need pressure matrix But hold on watch how I shape it Watch how I frame it I could tell you stories About the time I was down bad you were really Laugh I can tell you stories about the time that she really shook that ass for your boy I could tell you stories about the time we was lying up and she really laughed I could tell you stories about the time I propose she forever be my Last That shit gives me hope Karma is that one bitch I choose not to provoke