Submission sips(strong drinks)
I don't drink coffee but I do take daily sips of your intellectual puri-tea, to cure my weakness of Ebola-you virus that changes the color of my Iris and alters my diet. I can only consume you or my life as I know it can end if I don't sip you. What a sick fool, I need you baby, I'm your footstool. My body and my soul, I submit, I want this to last forever, please let me keep drinking this ish. I need lifelong refills and free fills, medicate me, you know how I need to feel. Without you I feel flu-ish and blueish, I would never try to sip something else that would be foolish.. ðŸ¸. Qadar Dwon'

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You are amazing with them words. #GiftOfGab
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Niiiice! #Respect
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@underhiswings7... Toda raba... You have the gift, I get high off of your pieces...
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@underhiswings7. @Hymnagen thanks my brother... Always a blessing to get respect from you! That's mad respect 💯💯
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