uh...nothin' good, nothin' right all the time it's a rough like a piece of rock rubbin the friction yo bod. it's not that bad it really is but the hell im bleeding
this rock i made to frizz my skin got a lot of cuts bcz of it
why am i so slow in all these fuc when i can get it on without doin much
damn i need money i need gold
c'mon baby and make me bold
this poem isnt one
so dont try to look at it
it's just sane
insane...
insane....
evil evil
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