a damaged bitch run a way quick all she brings is static a wicked witch fall back leave and live there's no love she gives like a Cadillac shes a deville her rotten flesh will kill violent comedy actions laughing with black hatchet slashes sharp words hit you, it's verbal bashes open wound brain seen through open gashes skull broken and cracked (blacked) destroyed thoughts, there's no coming back my acts contracts contacts stat bloody facts of fear brings me stacks my purpose double agent hustling I've brought help and pain with suffering enemies down, at the same time family loving me they only see the mask when I act so humbly this cover comes off, then you know its time to get serious may be delirious and silent menacing movements keeps you quiet bitch switched the flow now try to get into this I'm fixing to take you down somewhere dark, enter quick cerebral glitch my mind takes a trip no hallucinogens there were no drugs flipped that's the problem being sober is when I fuck up shit keep me medicated and i'm like a gun with no clip only harmful with one bullet in the chamber (BUILDING UP MY ANGER!) then one day here comes maximum danger (YEA, I CLAPPED THE BANGER!) sending souls in different directions bullet time shooting you in different sections discretion's i'm not using, i'm teaching lessons of how easily it can be to make it up to heaven you're probably thinking (damn, the hell is wrong with this guy) i'm just smoking, getting high playing games as reality in disguise please with my Requests just COMPLY! then I won't make them all DIE!
