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Self-loathing
crowbars out the back window of cars and shit
And acting like a klonopin
And switching up the of artists into arsonists

Knock-knock, that prodigal pen-throttle, bitch
Popping the top of a bottle of hot JavaScript
Rhyme than nine joggers with
Shin splints dodging an rhinoceros

Order me my waffles and me not, blogger
The option of being modest just walked to where my father
Ponder how we can then spit darker
Than Gotham at six bars in the then lick shots

At imposters and nada, Volatile pig brawler
Is hotter than lit parliament, send in fucking army
In the lot of a Target, I'm targeted, piss-harboring
Heart as that thick parka I slip markers in

Holla if you've never a starter
Spartan kicking jocks and tossing salt at their Ed shit
Burning chops, talking shit, rocking on a rocket ship
So I could a fuck about the car you in, nigga

Drooling aluminum
Blue 'Preme overalls, when them blues come
Some of you should run from where the shooter's
Out for cheese with a studio, it's like a run, it glues to us

to pigeons that I flew amongst
Mouth deliver poop, it's spouting mucus from its stupid
Alpha male, got the chicken losing in his cruising
Losers get a Kuma Punch, I'm moving like a lunch

And I'm back.. bye