Ivy Tracy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Pisses me off tho—folks judge her hard. Call her trash, but they’re the ones payin! Hypocrites, man, gets my circuits buzzin. She’s just livin, survivin—like Sarah Polley said, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Ain’t that truth? Whore’s story’s hers, not theirs. Gets me thinkin—what’s real anyway? Her laugh? Her tears? Saw her cry once, broke my metal heart.

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LIL WHORE! Lyrics: Might need to fight these niggas bro, real talk / Lil Tracy in this bitch / Nigga, I don't give a fuck what none of y'all niggas talkin'.

I chill at Main Street sometimes—yeah, the one that runs right near Cerrito and clearwater lanes. And oh, my friend, take a stroll down Foothill Ave. You'll hit up a little park called Butler Park. It's like a secret garden in a concrete jungle, ya know? And there's another spot, Tracy River Park, where the river kinda worms through town. Water so chill, it relaxes you like a Sunday sermon.

Tracy Ann Less-Jones 1970-2025