Who the fukk decided these mufukkas needed the ability to perform bombing runs and aerial superiority? 
b*stards are so big that I'm pretty sure it doubles as a drone when Obama needs to send a message. I swear, I smacked this thing with a size 11 shoe and it called me a bytch underneath its breath before zooming around to show me it runs this crib now.
He got roach goons in my living room and I'm shook at the idea of going out there. Got me considering climbing out the window of my crib.

b*stards are so big that I'm pretty sure it doubles as a drone when Obama needs to send a message. I swear, I smacked this thing with a size 11 shoe and it called me a bytch underneath its breath before zooming around to show me it runs this crib now.
He got roach goons in my living room and I'm shook at the idea of going out there. Got me considering climbing out the window of my crib.



That takes me back. I remember as a kid staying over some relatives house and this big ass roach flew on me when I was coming back inside after playing. When I seen it, I damn near had a heart attack. Was flapping my arms all over the place trying to knock it off but the bytch wouldn't drop
Then when it finally flew off, it had the audacity to go on my leg(I was wearing shorts). shyt started crawling around on me and at this point, I'm throwing haymakers to my own leg trying to knock it off, but it just kept flying around me. While all of this was going on, auntie sitting there looking like
Didn't even try to help me out. 




