obsession??? F*CK ur Ngga. Cuz eres el nene de titi

you ssay they never loved us...  but have you ever loved me.   when i all i do is love me enough for us.   you are drake, with a better ass/pussy.   idk if im Common and you Alysha w/e KEYS or Erkahh.... or maybe you can be my Keisha Cole.    im your other nigga.      i thought you called me TREY blogs"?

you better let me follow you on the CHIRP and and unblock me on FB. and let him know where you met me....  dancing. or when you really hypnotized by me.    you aint nothing but a little girl to me.    i want to make you better. but how can i when you are so far away.....  short porn. i mean poem/. im not perfect yet. but mary j blidge cant be with out you ....

Ur hoe vs my bitch

Oh  so you think your girl is a eight.   Stand her next to mine, she'll turn like missy eliot. Lol                now I love a bitch that is fucking taken. There is a reason I turned you down at that party when all you wanted was just to rape me.                                                                       now I hope just that thought of me gets you wet by now. I still want to rape all, my untouched ex's now.  Haaaaa¡         ,iLLy White.

Call me Sonders, the Obscure intellectual BEAST

nothing surprises me more than my imagination of your sex. tell your mother that i love you, and tell you DADDA: that  i want to replace him. na na na,,.. idk him but from our last convo on the Bus Transit, he didnt seem like he gave you shelter, and/or i mean much... love

Girl, I'm all addicted to is U; and.... I LIKE the IMAGE of you,  and if you really tutored math, you would understand it when i tell you that I'm your PRE-IMAGE /// andand... and it wouldn't be lying 2 U if i WROTE 2 U, THAT you had me THIS WHOLE TIME, when ALL you FIRST JUST said me 2 ME was: HIIII!

i bet you delicious,   and to the ones that we already kissed, ii know you still hypnotized by my taste, and im just a natural lover, leader, and father/mother,  ..   ima mix of 2pac luv with a pinch B.I.G mixed with BTNHarmony.

i have so many names, that i dont even want to tell you em, so many false accusations i feel like Harrison Ford in the Fugitive. its SAD that i have to resort to a psychiatrist, when ALL I NEED is just "you",  either to my future wife, most of my Ex's, potential slutty hoes, and my mistrisses.   (you didnt have to RUN, and me either,  LOVE IS SCARY)

so dont show me any hate, when i already to TOLD YOU I LOVE YOU; but im stuck behind the xanax bars since my mom constantly reminds im going to jail. i'M still smoking my back pains away. gotta A nigga needing Promethazine/Codeine....but i aint got medicaid!

  

 BECAUSE I CANT HANDLE MY MENTAL PAINS THAT LEAD TO MY PHYSICAL PAINS AS I BEGIN TO SLIGHTLY CRY, I NEED HELP, BUT YOU AIN'T AROUND. 

cALL Mr. SONDERS. AKA  iZZY wHit.E

the last post of this non-twilight delusion.

786 is my city... is my city..7...8....666....lol. . i gotta get me a 4-pac of nattyICE(likemyExes keeps trying tit-tat-toe-stepping on me). expecially always on me and i' be liking her(FB) anyways, you can get my D anytime like if you were vitamin deficient, buy me the real so real meth(NA.I.Kid)/or/imean/nattyfuckingice 2 - 4 - 7 bones at my boys local BP, so much for those Oil Slip-page.. but fuck, im not a democrat anymore, they got niggas seeming like we need some crack or something-thugish-ruckus, im a grown ass assman,.  always liked my bitches in twos, one skinny and the other curvi-licous voluptuous,  so i m at my studio house jamming out. finally on the right type of meds, fuck the wait for a psychiatrist, i can fainllly wait 4 him 2 holla at me, so i dont be commiting what pigs calls WACK ASS-petty crimes ,, crime, i aint a criminal, but i am charles darwin, drop me off the hood, and ill be alright and i, im just a simmple-pie-lovin', spanish singing: si si si type of actor, no baker acts, just my behavioral acting, cuz i stay contantly hustlin, ace hood meets van wildin'' (still in collegeheadstrong-mindwrestling), fuck my blue and gold color panthers. but im a'bout to corrupt her blue and gold GRHO codes, thru a few of your freaky sisters while WE chose which stripper we want to f*ck! open up you heart love. and i promise you will understand me,   I'm the Alpha male nigga,   statutory ape type of nigga, when no and no and no slowiing starts to become: yes yes yes !!!! muah, i want to nibble on your liver and make my way to your belly butt-nom-bom and then throw the switch up north and then down south, lick up ur nips, so perky and milk-ish, at the same damn times, and eat your monkey, hoping that it is slightly shaved with a nice jungle style meets class shave babe.. muah, I'll W(ill)Always[L'vU Baby. or can i just call you BB?], Miami is reason im Leanin',  The #305 is my FUCKING CITY from homestead to hollywood hustlin'.   =P

-Izzy White

Charles Darwin meets Ernest Hemingway 6this poem sucks lol9

I'm the chameleon, i want to blow up as if i was Chamillionair just when his Ridin' Dirty was a hit. but id be walking around clean, but I dont consider a thicker tenner, and general xanaxes are parts of my prescription.

Now all of a sudden nurses and firefighting frienids all up in my life again, like if i dont see what they trying to do.,  Veterans walking me home, I created my own guardian angels.  was it all my fault, hav become a victim or is a grand scheme from Him. so I'll be swinging,.  i can hit any balls thrown at me, but i dont know about the curves of this Colombian/black woman but idk what to say about her, she is off topic since apparently it takes three to tangle, but i aint feeling any other nigga on her. i bet she screams my name, like: oppssss i meant to say....." \

i wish i waas leaning' now that im that soon to be rapper, who is gonna cut off the world, fuck the glimmer n glitches.   i tell my boys ima take em to the top with me, but truth is who fucking knows, .I Feel like Darwin when i adapt to new situations but now its the world adapting to me, its crazy how crazy I am, got my neighbor screaming team William, while team Mommy is barely manageable..

but i keep thinking of the greatest.  the men of man: FAMOUS Ernest Hemingway. all of sudden i want to fight all my doubters, and fake freinds who prefer to be informants ass-breathing blasphemin' my name. I aint scared of adapting, thats the main thing i learned at UF, got the good college kid, flipped over on a pan full of mantequilla y monta, then corrupted or just adopted to the biggest story of my life.

the petrichor smell just before the N.A. MEETings with N/As

the option of living a lie, with niggas talking more than ladies, no wonder they are really "gay",   what about my main bitch, hope she dont get mad, ccuz i call all bitches bitches, and me embracing my doggy-gone-'lockness animal...

its hard to feel lonely when you see God everyday, but i constantly need attention and i need to blow some stress, cuz life is a bitch so i treat it like i treat you, just teasing you, cuz i hate when tease me, i had bitches teasing, kinda like if you dont really have a man. and idg3fucks about him,     I'm just here trying to jump in, like its all good,


but fuck the money, im all about loyalty,  living life in poor royalty, losing fat but gaining muscle weight, im fresh picked like the herbb i should be burning, but i guess these hoes at my N.A,. meeting will have to do, and this bomb ass coffee.

burrr!!! you already that i sing in the rain, and pray to sun deities when its out, but this dog is tired of being trained, brain tears red out of eye sockets, and all i need is a hug of you, as i smeell your perfume, and the delusional me pretends you there. i  know you scared. they should ask if    we scared, or if we care, my lil socialist. my future doctor, i miss you,  dont give up on me yet, cuz i willl end up with you. believe that.   muahh..   XOXO or more like Ex Hoes VS.OP's St.plies Espinias.

yours truly, Izzy White.

Active ABNormaLalatitties likes our/your favorite dog animalBalla's 4, eva?, eva?4, eva?4, eva?

 I Got that Acehood Starvation pt 2, on my eearphone telemarketing microphone(s).

pretending like it can be a mic, the ones ROMEO did but after he used a mic, growing in REAL Aventuras.

i pray we loove eachother, and no, i never been in a open relationship, but you know I'll be ballin' 4 eva,. .evea 4 evea. kik, lol or is BBM?
t
should i get BB&T?, since my BankOf'Merica is always negative.s
but how do i still seem like i got it,.

since i ll do is clown aroIund my enemies with no fear, since my peeps tell my that my
 type of attitude will get me killed one day and profit'd.

all babby,,, my head is mixed up in psaine, feel if like im dying, bad mix of medication, the real lil waynes who first got baker acted on the January, friday the 13th-day or really the 15th? like the day of my birthday back at GainesV'ILL, typee of money glee, when you told me to be-careful with who I               kicked/killed it with.,


or is it just another of level of  ballin 4 eva, my brain untwining n retwinging , but its just a huge headache i know what i want, and thats you , by my side everynight

no need to beg me to be in bed, ill be the one leading you the way , everynight, im sorry, im animalistic, if this was freeastyling, this woould be the kill, of me murkin all this so called poest, i meant to say poets,but when you mixed in withthe poorest, shit start slip n slide, got me stidyung my trickdaddies tapes..

P.S. whats my new dogs' name? #JK? (muah), spiritual kisses.
S:N: "workit baby, ima give you extra, cuz you deserve it baby, put a star next ya. cuz you perfect baby!, clock in clock out for OVERTIME:"   you're long over due baby. goODin enought to be you Huzband in Publics. lol

Kerry Washington vs. Blacklisted 'Merikkka

lookie lookie me typing off my paid off tv, if you beleive everyting i type in these things,
and I'm still proud be white, since if i get arrrested that's what the cops would label me as,
but never black, and though all we do is were orange in jail,
...here in the real world, we all wear different types of prisoners clothing.
while I'm here, while I'm here, trying to find my Colo-urrent partner in crime,
though we can break the laaws in the bed sheets, we probably prefer in my black ford or in her black Camry

and you know i'd be reading between the lines, of your twitter and fb statuses,
got me feeling like Peter Jackson or Jaime Foxxx in that runaway slave sense trying to find my Kerry Washington!!!!! lol

Girl, i  got guardian angels,  yes i said guardian angels, or sponsored informants selling my information to niggas without purposes. damn i should be getting paid for my services.

Baby, you know i can wait for you, but how long is too long? till i graduate,    but dont you prefer to be with me now, you know i can take care of you, but i aint no 2nd album Drake, you already  took his place...    "yesterday, when you forgot to call,,,  i was excited.   you were invited"  or some gay shit like that, my version of your/drakes lyrics but i still can't break.

Baby dont you know you already taken care off,   i can give all the lights, rainbow colors, and if you animal, than im a Ernest Hemingway, hunting for ya ways, I'm the true Alpha ape, lion in the bed, but i cant stand the wait,,,,.............................

When jesus Beats his Wirgin Maaaaahhh!!!!! //// Pussy&Problems solving revolver

Dear Pshychicaitrist lol, I'm Denzil and everyone else is ethan hawking.

and they think im still playing.   now look at me now, balling with all the worlds problems,

lol..

tho i lost height, but im made it  up with girth and definition bruh , lol

studying T.I. and Keeef muzak, throw a'lol by outkastGucciMane;. listening to ghetto muzak... lol
throw in bad medicatiion and trippy sticks , got a ninja thinking quick , that all i need is adderall and zanny;s
H
ow do i tell my zannyss?

Im
A
granddaddy ,  purp cuz im currently wearing my  northern lights Googles blazeskin type of skin-gaaanja-ninga.   niggas, call me black. idk what else to tell ya about that

bruh i missed my late comcast bill, so i gotta hustle to keep writting my rhymes.

got that chief keefinstramental introvert type of mental. but im bruce banner,, cantransform when i want too..

and i smoke whne i smoke ,and i cook for my girl, andinvite all my friends to eat,  the food of course.
l'ol

damn this beat of my life is blzaing  , i go chinsese and that tink tonk tongue gotti all these hoes vibin'.

got my boys feeling like kanye yeezus  .. mike i see ya.  ;;pp lol

my moms gotta think quick befeore she s start to  speak , turns to after that iwant to switch to plan A.  and thats disappeear rreally qucik, talking aboutt overseas.  visit a few grannies before they all die broo...   gottathank Google for this instramental hoe'y. all around me i keep me, around me, are associate types of  friends and freaknik hoes..   stay freaking listening to there favorite gagging mp3 threesomes yo lol lol.

Letter to Raymond RayMOANA Lo'V'ewy.

Already I'm in school,  trying to drop the hardest class im failing, while i'll be think of my baby,

and i try to rhyme and give it a squirrel attempt to phillosophy my mind,

used to be a nigga, but now i am a ninja,

and you dont believe me, then just meeet me at the swwingset, you childish idiot-tica.

the say ignorance is bliss, bUT why are so many unhappy,   and thUS the hypnotized stay so happy.  lol

 i know the anWsers to my own questCIONs, as if i was walking high back from Zion,

call me Keanu Christopher Reeves, but I'll be climbing the walls to her bedroom s'TALL.

and no, they told me not to cut my hair no mo, for my religion, but, i dont think my BOO, will let me in, n our humble a'beau, i mean, our castle with dredds MON.

sylvester stallone type of wrestlers, cowabunka, slam dunkin' P.I. detector. lol,   all this is for you.   to my few listteners cuz i ain't recording shit,   but you can imaGAINe it, the next Tech-Nine, who can take my Imprint Label, and start recording my work flows, i studyied this industry enough, now back to my (Passes all my semester classes) flow while i'll wait for you to drop from @Brown Universittitetete. All Hail to my Soon-to-be-buMbbleBOO-QUEEN.


Muah, Sincerely,
Your Greatest FAN.

W.I.Z. Jr.

eye4eye versus the capriKOrrrrrrrn

Dear Mama, these aint a love letter, but you the reason im typing it up in my 5 by 3 bathroom, with the door locked and the only lights on.  guess this is your house now

dont think i dont see past yuor currently love doves, and fake blow kisses. still verballing asssaulting me, saying you one poison away from poisoning my wellbeing and shit is getting really,     no more games and can tell you aint going to call cops for shit, bitch stop playing,   im one nerve ending away from blowing my mind to my loving-misery lobing type of frieds.

but your insecurunities as a failed mother, make me want to go find th3 right partner;\
i still remember when my father told me it was crazy wanting to go africa, just to have more than one daughter from diffrenet wives, and you niggas be reading fault falkner lines. as i ration out my pepsi coke linesss.

muthafauckers, no lie. why do you think i look for guidance and the ones who still taught, your mothers and fathers, my grand daddies and mother fawkners.

i see you babbie(s), and i only want you, + your usuals, call up your sorority street partners,   fullfill my emptness thanks to my fathers.  

i did it i did it, i faintly'ly proven top amongst all others. now i got the crown on my shoulders, with my fever horns still showing like i give a FAWK. baby im the fucking HAWK, and you just a pigeon, with sore eyes. and im your only remedy. please call me back, or fb it or keep onn tweeting it. you know you my sweetin, im constantly blowing your imaginative kisses, that do hit ya face, thats why you constantly winning it, giving ya my blessings.  mUAH  MUah,,,  =P,  i want to eat you alive, from head to toe, and keep you in my belly, and tickle your belly(all from your in-ning,)  ggot me practicing my homerun, but i ain't drake tripping.  im just a lonely lost king Mufasa, waiting for you forbearing my kigndom,  simbas in my testdisnuts waiting to get ya..  lol.. im done(period).

eye to my blood diamond dash pet rescue.

time for mental dialogues,,,,

 dont U know you know your miind makes ya believe what you can'n'cannot.
dont you know i had book smarts before i went hoodrat'ya"ll.

and i aint got time to lie, since my limou/sines job is only a few weeks about to start,
and im so full, from my first snack time,  i eat rations as if i was a soldiar.

and im here typing my second post, and already i hope i got your pussy lips wet from my mental approach.

i know you got to front, and have an image to uphold,
but i wish nothing except to hold your light coco-lotioned hands
as i make my way to your vest or corset,
got me wishing to buy you some longeriettes, or however you spell it,
let go those bad images, dont you know im your pre-image like if you were my niggette.

now im watching documentaries as i write what niggas be calling my dairy,
i guess im dead, cuz im beyond most of thesee living souls, i must be dead, + soul-lesss.

now i know i havent gotten off topic, but im planning to end this rhyming, since im about to get to end of my page, so i just keep on writing, then i gotta reread my shit and purrrr-UFine it. you know where i first met ya, gotta me feeling all Jamaican!,  you know im Rasta, and i aint frontin, i hope you see me as your ryan goslin' \

you know im on my bad boy tip, like Will Smithin' it, but no puff dadddy rrumor of selling his booty for his industry, but you can be Jay -Lopp'in on my dick as i be your Mark Twain-An-Scar/faceTo,NY.

then id be puffying.  hoping my boys come back with work and all i do IS 'denzel train my mind to your motion, so i ve gone to far, as i was hoping, that you will pick up my call, but then i got hoppy when i noticed your new vioce in your voi-cells. be real and talk to me, O' comfort me for 2 to 4 minutes with your voice please.   let me know my mind is right and i can write , and dont need thses pills that got my heart, racing,.   tell ya the truth if i dont keep up with my meds i could be seeingU in spirit betwweeen the buried and me. just
 know i love ya, and im always go to sleep homin' ya. come off your hypnosis and come to my mesmoriz-isiians, like if you were an Angelic-Asian.
Muah

as my weedss tear away, i think iG abouest all my StepSh'asesa

think think thnik,   im a mannish old red neck, who is ddown to drink vodka but i can't swallow that fact that its still a females driank-age.

now im soberin thinking og how im going to keep theses monsters rolling

and its never to late for me, but im just embracing my haashians traditions

and my old hate-ian girl is still trippin' like if im interested.
she got me missing  all my lost bitches

the ones that hold you hand at the final of pirates battle

unfinished soul businesses, im glad you never let my boy hit it yet..

andi llove all your tats,  especially that ones that tat-ty, gots me wanna start milfK feddin' type-of fedish
..

you girls seem liek that right type of freaks, i just hope non-of0ya are Librassss...
 I'm Down,.  
 S.O. s
     Mr.Lonemane.