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Mar 2017
They say the globe is warmin
Is that because I'm too hot?
You better check the forecast
Cause im about to blow up
180 degrees
Like you just turned around
Starting fires for fun
Burning holes in the ground
I got a magnifying glass
I'll ******* light up your ***
Pass the past too fast
Spit on the flames as I bask
As the mound turns to ash
Nothing of you remains
I'll stomp the earth with my boot
Smearing, spreading your brain
That's the only way you'll copulate
Mind ******* the dirt
I'll castrate you with words
Emasculate with my rhymes
But you wouldn't understand
You're too simple a mind
You're a ******* joke of a *****
I'm an intellectual goldmine
If you want see a real ****
Then get down and choke on mine
Stephen Norton
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Stephen Norton  32/M/Massaschusetts
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