hey all whatz up im goin to write a poem about the G unit (aggrivating me) ill tell u later for wilsons class we have to write a literature magazine and ours is MR.COW Mirrors Reflecting Colours Of Words isnt funny we have to pick our best work (no cusses) for it and stuff like that the G unit is so damn annoying and i cant get rid of the G unit at all i wanted to go to the slam festival but apparently im going to new york instead YEAH
ps the G unit is my grandmom
