I'm a Space-cadet adequet to all my main martians
we're elevating/exhilerating becoming quite fuckin' starvin'
knock over a mickey d's 'shut the fuck up' and we won't harm ya'!
or we'll plant ya in the dirt like a midwestern farmer.
We've got people to see many places to be
finn'a cop a few 40's skate on down the street
rockin' hip-hop beats from out these fuckin' teeth
words like glorious poetry streaming
freshly prepped yet
I'll deny the puss if so it stays wet
easily surpressin' the flesh yes it's best
but less attractive when she's so easy to get
Keep your swag right n' your flags to the left
I got goons wit me on that other shit
wrecklessly persistent with killin' it
fagget bitch azz niggaz make me jump stupid
make shit pop off real fuckin' quick
and it triggers me subconciously to plan out my strategy
to end your life leaving your body completely
fucking empty of your vital liquid and liabilities with me champ.
and leave your body derived of
with one look ge
it'll be immediate.
spontaneous speed demons with much needed affection
need help with their a.d.h.d problems with medication
with guide lines illistrating
a noose and an practitioner assisting with the chair
we need strategic guide lines illistrating us
you must have something to believe in or we're sinners
intimate when appropriate
Gut shell pack well with don till the smoke smell
attracts fiends n' females that love to tell
tall-tales of pretty girls n' sea shells
ridin' blue whales chuckin' deuce to all hells peoples!
I'm just playin' but, for realz
I've got many stories like this