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Jun 2020
Masked massacre.
Blue bandana savage.
Crippled by anxiety.
Society can't understand it.
Olanzapine.
Divalproex.
And half a tab of Xanax.
Hit so many native chicks.
*** i got a taste for
Moose meat tea and banook
Got a tear tattoo.
On my *******.
*** i killed my ****. Had enough
One day and stabbed it.
Savage.

Slowly in this roll.
The feature is the night life.
Teacher of the hype rhymes.
I speak like leaking
Popular diets on prime time
And call em pseudo science.
So that you run to me and buy mine.
Fine guy.
Celebrate destruction.
Disgusting flow like construction
Sewage pumps at lunchtime.
Greatest in the game
You get punch drunk
Coming with these punch lines
Jordan Gablehouse
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Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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