Wiz Khalifa – Where do you really start wit this nigga yo? The list is so vast n endless that he probably gon commit at least 100 fuckboyish acts before I finish typin this paragraph b. Son’s life is like a whole galaxy of adolescent female emotions n Demi Lovato lyrics clustered into one organism n brought to life by a stoner praying mantis/parody of a rapper who was sent to Earth by the Gungans of planet Naboo to detonate some kinda male dignity transmission override all over the planet n keep niggas from wearin pants that aint 7 sizes too small. He got little niggas dressin on some wild ambiguous shit yo. Son must got stipulations in his record contract that say he gotta flat out dress like a broad nahmean. Nigga got hers n hers matchin attire to go wit whatever Amber Rose wearin n shit. Son jus be slippin into some faded jeans that got a 18″ waist n 26″ length n throw a trasluscent half top n some straw sandals on n tie a chiffon scarf round his neck n step out the house ready to blossom another flower bed of theme songs for dignity deficient new niggas n hoes that got Ariana Grande quotes in they twitter bios. I fuck wit summa this fool Cameron’s music but son jus be goin too far outta his way to test the boundaries of masculinity while at the same time actin like he on some boss shit too. You aint a boss…you jussa thot Wiz. Find ya father b.
This nigga got on some mufuckin tights, there night even skinny jeans, theses are mufuckin leggings that women with big booties are supposed to wear…. These are yoga pants and shit…..