Ex jokes

I ain’t never knew ya hoes Prolly still ran through "em, though Oh, wait, wait, I, I do know your ho? You talkin’ ‘bout, you talkin’ "bout Tracy? Nah, you mean like, like, Tracy with the ass? Tracy with the, with the Honda? Shit, well Oops, baby f@ck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy Oops, baby Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy I just tryna hit, it’s my duty, baby Sippin’ on the goose, like Boosie, baby Yeah, I said oops, baby f@ck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy Oops, baby Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy I just tryna hit, it’s my duty, baby Sippin’ on the goose, like Boosie, baby Lil’ bitch, I’m happy and I know it so I clap them f@ckin’ cheeks, yeah I’m happy and I show it to your momma in the sheets And I’m happy she’s a freak ho, happy so my teeth glow Yeah, my bitch elite, I be clapping every week My neck, my back, got your momma on my sack My checks, my racks, it’s the return of the motherf@ckin’ mack And I stay with the pack, though Clap, clap, then I’m out the backdoor Lil’ Pillsbury, I stack dough Walkin’ with a limp, like a crack ho Yeah, I said oops, baby f@ck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the Coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy Oops, baby Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy I just tryna hit, it’s my duty, baby Sippin’ on the goose, like Boosie, baby Yeah, I said oops, baby f@ck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the Coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie daisy Oops, baby Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy I just tryna hit, it’s my duty, baby Sippin’ on the goose, like Boosie, baby

would give a shit if I went extinct. I’m like the sun; I’m painful to look at. If I was a food I would be chopped liver because nobody likes me. I’m like an eggshell… broken and empty. If I was a mythical creature I’d be a unicorn! Because nobody believes in me. %%My soul is a raisin because it’s dried up shriveled, and not everyone likes it. I’m like the moon because you only get to see one side of me. I’m like the moon because as the month progresses my life becomes covered more and more by darkness. I’m like an Ex streamly powerful fan! Because I push everyone away. I’m like a disposable camera! People use me once and then just throw me away. I’m like a shity book cover… because people think they have the right to judge and label me before they read my pages. My brain and body is essentially a really old married couple that can’t afford to go through with the divorce and now they are stuck in a toxic relationship they are desperate to escape but the more they try the more they sink into the quicksand that is my depression and anxiety Help me…