u already done seen me loc up talkin shit i call it throw up i aint sick i just grew up a single cut from the wraist then i blew up seep seep seep seep wut a rush lost in lust with my razor blade diggin till i sink it inn to me its medicine im not skitso just a tad bit tho i admit tho got them haters on my dick u's a jock itch u's lent in my bellybutton that i pick im pist bustin nuts in mex that parvo is in my blood got me fuckd up learnin that fake lov from dirty people with no lov do it all go its 2010 u's my fan only its time now u owe me fuck fake homies u think i live off hopes n dreams u don't even know me can't step up a bitch belly flop landing in piss taggin casares up dutch boy gold huffn paint on my nose u knows i aint fuckn around u chose to be a clown its 2022 smile for me now