D-(93)-((Dead Center))

im a ship wreck your on deck no time to reflect i must go all in or all out im not gonna fall out yeah grap my choppers bout to layem hallo tips bustum in the face and feelem i was onboard i was just a prospect felt like i should go down and eject i feel ill the scars i detect my lifes a wreck just wait a sec im a unfinished school project im floaten in the air like a object the world is never over yeah im on a ball i never fall over ballen in my black range rover fucken hoes till its over luckier then a four leaf clover yeah i just ball all october i never fall the wetter the better maken chips stacken cheddar is my best friend besides the cashtender or the one plug the street vender put everything you want in life put it all in a blender you can not fail retreat or surrender chaise the pain out with a double bartender im up on my feet for that cash tender i sent all you hoes a letter i know ive had much better please dont shoot the sender your just so fake a pretender you are the worst contender your a hoe with a really bad temper i knew you was bad when your pussy lips said enter its like sticken your dick inside of a ninja blender next time i go out thats one place i wont venture im here to ball surpass all till they return to sender i killem all so they wont have to surrender only in it for pussy weed and the cash tengder watchout or you will im the street vender dead center im the bank ima cash dispencer .....the end