(Intro)Here's that one man wolf pack & so fulla bull crap/this song he couldnt have pulled that...off ,as often/as he thought his conscious, could , on the spot quick, rock'n that black swan, flat outta compton /bat signal shinin' like a diamond in the night sky line of Gotham/ high as God when, my frequent flyers all been/ used up like the used rubbers & in a cracked plastic cup/ I just drank booze from, call it a driver screwed rum/ you mean this rums called a screw driver?/ dudes drunk on E with a blew tire/ you mean on Extasy & spray painted the tube, a shade or 2 lighter/..No, he's outta gas & air pressure in 2 tires/ phone dies, only shine he got left is a used lighter/ with a checkered past & a few priors/ caught orchestrating an arson on a few fires, Sippin on mountain dew requires a better view finder/ that I use to choose two divers, when I'm swimmin'...swimminn' with women in the deep end/ only on weekends, homie I'm leakin'/ after she blows me, my domes goin' so slowly that the words I don't peep/ so to speak, but I'll only be, this dis-come- Bob-you-lated/ til maybe 8, then, cuz any later ,say 10, wouldn't be safe in..the vacuum of outter space if , those things we couldn't even fathom or grasp/ the amount of molecules & atoms that smash / & colide ,supposedly re-align ,with nothing but peoples concepts be alive/ of one hive bee a mind/ all these quantum mech-mechanics have/ dripped out or dipped out, stop now before they're ripped out/ that old carpet from up underneath you had the bullshit stripped out /..& all these little kids ,they think...all these lil kids..they all think it's acceptable to be just change the sexual, orientation they were born with to something they think, more fits...cuz they've all been told fibs, since before 6...that they would meta- morph skip, to whatever they should've been born with " OR WITHOUT" baaaby baby!!!- They ask me how I'm living in Biggies small glasses not in mansions & benz's / givin' back what NASA stole from thems & it feels stupendous, pretencous dreams for a dollar & a skeem...I was deep inside her rabbit hole, hop into the collision / I promise not to give all my circumcision to you, even though its the least i can do 4 you, & the most you can do for me..truly she, a 1 man wolf pack & in so fulla bull crap/ that he couldnt have pulled that...off as often/as he thought his conscious, could , on the spot quick,we gotta find our own type of non toxic , off the chain block stripped/ popped in a DVD, that new James bond Flick/ She be giving head ,suckin on tip..I'm sometimes so dog,,gone quick,is this as far ..far as I can get..in Facebook market place cars they flip or just flip me off...I'm off mischief dog & just wanted to talk..umm..or ,your mouth..I just wanted my cock..inside your yappers..you're traps sure..super cala fragilistic..super fly with a band of this shit..you ever been banned off pintrest & want back in / hard as a bluerock that spins, ready 2 talk me off that bridge
FlatNasty
