ThE WiCkEdEsT GuTtEr

Shit to desensitized in its own state. Oh look who it is. Back with nother flow. Wicked insane lyripoetcist kris. What the fuck is this. I dun know. Where can i go. Shit's not even a matter. Of even how. Pow boom. Where it hits ya. In the face. You don't even know. I'm the wickedest you ever heard of this. But you already knew that. So i say it again. To check ya chin. & i'm in. To lay it. Where ever it goes. Like the wind cold. To hold. & fold. Like foil. I'll spoil those. That don't even know. Sickest to everest to not fuck hear with this. Metaphorically fuck ya analogy. I analog my 9 inch in ya fhat pawg white ass. Ima pawg lover. I love phat ass white girls. Specially bosses. All these rap bastards. Are all at that losses. I toss this. Its no biggie. Like big. You ain't no big. Not even up to his standards. Ya fhat rat bastard. Correctional officier. Oh my bad use to. Now you saying use a hustler. Really what the fuck are ya. Stealing rap names. Least i come off with my own. Speaking of which. Looks like i just disowned ya. Here's a picture. Why don't ya go. Take a look at ya self. In the mirror. Fhatty fhat fhat. You wack. Your lyrics ain't all that. I don't like ya. Along with waka flocka. Fuck maybach music & all of that. & i'm not even a rapper or rocker. As i said. The insane wicked lyripoetcist. Raw sickest gift wit. Na fuck it. You already know. Like 112. Send these fools to hell. With where i'm going. Well the direction its in. Fuck them. I'm on my own. Yea you prolly heard of me. I'm part use or i dun know. Maybe part of the juggalo family. Yea whatever what the fuck that is anymore. I dun know. Man i just dun know. Plus listen to rap acts. Like fifty & shady. I'm more audio then sleek. Blasting out ya speakers. With something you can't hearer. Don't make me come up at ya. With a meatcleaver. To shave off ya daughters beaver. Beiber. Shits clever. I rock better then never. Never say never. You can't get up. Do it like sit ups. Barbells. All i want is my phat ass white girl. & thats that. Ratatatat its like that. Click clack ticky tock. Don't stop never will. Still killing this wicked shit. Don't forget. I'm the best. That come skilling with it. Fry it like pans. Ge ge get the fuck off. From where i stand. What's the plan. Leave you sinking in the sand. I dun know where this ends. To begin. Where i left off. To leave you offin heads quarter. With some shit. You couldn't of brought up. Leaving you stucked up. Motherfucker. & i'm out. You don't know what that's about. Offin ya in a clout.