THIS GOES OUT 2 MY GIRL'S ABUSIVE STALKER EX:
Dude, come on this is so childish. Grow up, move on, be a father to your kids. Show your son that you learned to be a man. It's sad as fuck you're so unstable that your ex needed a restraining order to protect her and her child like seriously man-look what you've gotten yourself into and still, it's not like you DON'T have the chance to improve and get back in your kids life all you gotta do is be humble and actually practice the shit that you preach man. You're 43 years old thinking you're a rapper and a mind blowing poet. Dude your shit is less than average you worry about what others do when you can't even spell the English language correctly. My son would crush you in a spelling bee. Like why do you think you're talented when you buy followers, and yet average 27 likes when you have 1500 people on your shit? You follow more than 4,300 people too. You take stupid photos with captions that only people of your lower intelligence can make "sense of" dude, you gotta man the fuck up, and you're being told this by a man who wears CROP TOPS AND BOOTY SHORTS. You say let go of the past yet you cry tears of computer fake ink all over your Instagram about NOTHING BUT THE PAST. You have kids man. A son that isn't taught to be a man, but to be a container of anger and guilt. You have two wonderful girls who are learning what they DON'T want a man or ANYONE treating them like. You steal from Jennifer's SOCIAL SECURITY, then gamble, shop, take people out to eat, ON THAT DIME and then POST IT for all of your FAKE FOLLOWERS to NOT SEE because YOU DON'T EVEN EXIST TO THEM AND YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A HURRIED LIKE, and more often- a scroll up at the very sight of your see through mean mugging face. You clog the feed of conversation with SO MUCH SHIT and now that the plumbers here to fix your ass- (I challenged you to a legitimate cage match in the arena, so you can back it up) you just wanna just wash your little hands and talk about how high road taking you are, and not let me in the door to put the work in. The whole audience laughs at me because I'm the comedian bro, but I don't sweat it because YOU ARE THE JOKE I'M TELLING.