"Fuckin' posers"

I'm just thinking...
Fuck logo tees... Fuck baggy jeans...

I'm on my fedora, pea coat, button-up, skinny jean, fly sneaker, high-fashion shit [from now on]. Bitches.
(LOL)

I guarantee that, pretty soon, these niggaz will straight CHOMP at it. I'm not trippin', though.

All these fuckin' posers, DIE.

And I'm still that dude.

Today's the day (well, ONE of them)

Aggggh, I gotta stand in front of the whole school! ...They're presenting the homecoming king/queen candidates. Kinda nervous, much? I'll feel like a loser if people don't clap for me. I better get a few screams by the groupies, too. (LOL)

WHOEVER DOESN'T VOTE FOR ME CAN LICK ASS.

Who cares, at least I'm moderately fly.

Oh, and excuse the Ralph Lauren jacket that I (more like my dad) dropped grip on. Bitches. Also, excuse the Ralph Lauren and Burberry fragrances that I OD'ed on today... That's just what I do.

AND, I'm caked now, so everyone excuse the cockiness... Fat shouts (LMAO) to Pops in VA!

It's D to tha!