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Return of King Tito

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no good not right co dependent flow resilient hoe you different quite malignant you no good you not right got grow sometime gotta take that flight just tAke a dive off the board and fly maybe someday you'll understand why it's do or die concubine lost her mind.thinking that she can redefine my magnificent persay my alter ego the old Tito ain't got nothing for a bitch they got two feet hoe something from there brain is missing but they need tho so sorry for your loss it's the return of king Tito thought you learned from the mistakes of the past your holding you back thinking you got it like that I am not your colon that your holdin back the baked beans you have maken u swollen firing faster than guns that are golden some hands you play yours I'd be folden should have listen to the words you have been told again it ain't my fault you do it to yourself call that a somersault it's obviously another form of masterbation can't get enough of yourself that's why your always haten to you I'm just satan the great fallen the one below him cause he is I I is him the light ringer you just a dumb digger digging that hole bigger might wanna plug it up and make a river I am just kidder you are so fake you'll be anyomes friend for a hit of crank these are just words these are my thoughts when you cross lines you know you should not no good not right co dependent flow resilient hoe you different quite malignant you no good you not right got grow sometime gotta take that flight just tAke a dive off the board and fly maybe someday you'll understand why it's do or die concubine lost her mind.thinking that she can redefine my magnificent persay my alter ego the old Tito ain't got nothing for a bitch they got two feet hoe something from there brain is missing but they need tho so sorry for your loss it's the return of king Tito thought you learned from the mistakes of the past your holding you back thinking you got it like that stuck in the blight lost in the struggle reading over my shoulder makes you nothing but trouble if you had any sense you trust your own bubble of where your in trouble keeping yourself in a cycle where you can never get up from