Manic stricken. Free lance so listen Spider man just **** his pants So get this. New edition The snake is hissing Number one is reminiscing on the **** He wished he didnt. Im the ******* with em A decimal point from going to prison Shapeshifting. Creating visions In a matrix prison. With a dime for resistance. Delivering narcotics. With a wrist so willfully been slit in segments. A mindful section turned to acid induced halucinagenic movie pictures movie magnets. Like a cupids strike like lucid nights spent doing every thing we knew was hazard. And in the losing battle I refrain from chewing canned tobacco *** cancers a losing battle And with the proven status. I become a texas ranger ******* loose in saddle. Losing shooting battles. ******* lose my data. Becoming centiped thats groomed to sell so many shoes Its like its moving gravel. Kick up dust. In turn its tar Like cigarettes Who knew there was ensuing cancer Callme genius. Its irrelevsnt. Im detrumental to whats moving after. I give the noose a nother reason to hang loose before i lose my shadow. And rvery second ive been eluding to a truth that doesnt hold no answers. I know your ******* sick of rhyming so ima tell you fools just like im spewing laughter
I dont care if noone likes this just know brooks was here. Back at ya