The Jaymee
The Jaymee
The Jaymee is me…
Yes that is who I am.
So fuck with me…
And you’ll surely see
You’re life flash before your eyes.
For I won’t even have to touch you.
For me to touch you that would be such a blessing for you.
But I’ll throw you to my friends.
Maybe then you’ll see you fucked with the wrong Jaymee.
I can be sweet.
I can be nice.
I can be loveable..
I can be hateful.
I can be evil.
I can be a bitch.
But I’m not going to warn you twice.
I am the Jaymee.
Fuck with me and I won’t be nice.
When you are laying in your grave surely then ….
You will realize…DON’T FUCK WITH THE JAYMEE!
So now im going to ignore you….
Come back and try to fuck with me again and maybe you will see the side of Jaymee no one really wants to see.
So once again…
D-O-N-T FUCK WITH THE JAYMEE!
by
Poisonposted on 03/07/2008
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