Tell Hell I Aint Comin
There are many things you can tell,
i don;t mind you snitching. You can tell
the fact that i've been hooked on drugs,
on that i could write a book. You can tell
i've been in love and all it took was
just one look. But here's a message'
you can tell, i got it from the source,
please call Hell and let it know God
said I aint comin.
Author: James C, Hairston
This poem is about:
Me