Dear Summer

Dear Summer,
Your getting fucked, ok? I been playing nice guy for a while but that shit is over. I hear that going hard just may make you the best I ever had (word to Drake). Every little thing I get to do to you, I will. Beat battles, performing live, promotion, traveling, and etc. I spent my last 5 in the basement perfecting the craft. Guess what. Im not in that basement no more and that basement mentality has gone out the window. No more “I Can” and more action. While my down ass bitch fall will help me reach more college students, your gonna help me shine. So Summer, are you ready? I am.

Not Playing Games With You,
Malcolm Maximillion

PS: Im going raw too!

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~ by Malcolm Maximillion on May 6, 2009.

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3 Responses to “Dear Summer”

Fuck Em’ Good Max! Lol

N.I.K.E. said this on May 6, 2009 at 11:31 PM | Reply
Wow…oh well. Fuck her good. Fuck her hard. Make that bitch want no one else.

Mr. Heartbreak said this on May 7, 2009 at 9:32 AM | Reply
That’s bullshit! Summer told me she was holding out until marriage.

E-Rich said this on May 8, 2009 at 5:55 PM | Reply