I smoke this & that shit, I smoke cracked bricks/ I blow fat rips, jus know that this/ road is so packed with, snow that my back rims/ starts to slowly roll back in,losin' it's traction/ but I refuse to lose ,that's when/ I wake up from nappin', realize it's all bad then/ take another blast, from that black tin/ foil that you was actin' ,like you were using it to package/ some type of random sandwhich/ yeah, you're that bitch,
to try' n canvas what your ass did/ but just relax kid, you relapsed quick/ took 3 crack hits, & seen bats zip/ by your ass so fast you only think back if/ it was just some shit that you only imagined....but don't lose track of...what really matters...cuz what really doesn't...is really somethin ,that's literally nothin'/ you literally suck them, drugs up like trump wins/ whether it was all just a bluff in, the end or its just an assumption/ what the fuck does it trust when, my trust has been somethin'/ that's a fucckkinnm assumption/ shit I used to love when, I was your husband/ has turned into some shit, that is disgustin'/ & I can't be the one friend, that's pumped all my come in/ side of your dumplin' ,you fine as a muffin/ my mind is disgustin', but you find it is one thing/ no one else could have touched this, deep part of your sun dress/ we smarter than hundreds, or maybe hundreds of thousands/ or maybe just millions, baby your real in/ a world full of stealin', dealin' civilians/ I touch you and feel thin, electrical pulses/ when it gets hectic, jus know this/ is infectin' my own shit/ neglect you, I don't get, why anyone would i sapose its/ the condition of retard-osis, believe me so quick/ would I be the one that you know gets/ to goon' in circles, you know that my world/ once revolved around you, now 2/ years later and my beards greyer/ "your beard is weird?!?!" I hear haters, speak in weird language/ I don't fear they shit, let em steer they ship/ into deeper waters than I can bank if/ you on that crank tip, on the day shift/ I'm on the night crew...I might screw...you and make you cum.....cummm....if ...you let me girllll...I just wana be in you...so farrrrr...so are....you down to funk..I'm down to fuxxxx wit you....so...if...you...if you feel girllll....like you know I do.. know i do, i do ," i duh-duh-do girl ?!"...then we can be each other's...each others....bad...bad mother phuckkkin....fuccccin' habbits...we got habbits ..humping like rabbits..getting cars jumped with magnets...stuck on you like a bad check....that bounces when on you ,on the mattress...you my bad habbit...you my bad , bad ,bad ass ...& I phuckin need to just get past it..but my passion, is un-serpassed shit...I'm the rabbit...you the shooter girl....yeahhhh, you the shooth girl..but I didn't want you to get neutered girl....computer girl....my bad...my bad habbit... yeahhh...laaa dee dash, dee deep de daww~~
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