I'm an absentee, socially, and that's fine. THC and TV take my time. With cold sparks, I embark on this burn. Though it's dim, chances slim that I learn how to be at peace. I'm a no-see fashionista. I know that I probably won't succeed, but if God is in my flavor, then I know that I probably won't succeed. I know that I'm done and so tired of losing all my beauty sleep. I wish I walls dolled up and pretty so someone might approach me. I am Gucci Mane, understand what I'm saying? Money means nothing to the Gucci Mane, and that's what makes us the same, my friends. Well that and my whole plan to be impressed at, ovate at me, and finally be at peace.
"It was better to have loved and lost than to have never loved before."