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Hi, I'm Mayson. I'm 17. I live in Texas. I smoke sometimes. Im a bassist in a hardcore band. Yeah.

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Your blog is way rad dude. Thanks for following.

Thankya kindly, haha, and no problem!

Rent a super car for a day
Drive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that haze
Bro, easy on the ounce, that’s a lot for a day
But just enough for a week, my nigga what can I say
I’m hi and I’m bye, wait I mean I’m straight
I’mma give you this wine, the runner just brought the grapes
My brother give it some time, Morris, and Day
Course you know the vibe’s as fly as the rhymes
On the song, cut and you could sample the feel
Headphone bleed, make this shit sound real
Used to work the grill, fatburger and fries
Then I made a mil and them psychics was liars
Now, how many fucking crystal balls can I buy and own
Humble old me had to flex for the fogs
Down in Muscle Beach pumping iron and bone
Bumping oldies off my cellular phone
Yeah, bumping oldies off my cellular phone❞ -Frank Ocean ~Verse in Oldie. I swear I orgasm every time his part comes on.
WHEEEEERE MYYYYY BITCHEEES AAAAT?❞ -Left Brain ~Real Bitch
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