quit hurt, she burns me weak, i have to turn , my back to her and leave, preterbings thee uncertainty, combat this urge to mac and flirt alas never winning Fissured, pits gets worse corrosion keeps wholy open depths sure leaps, trenching force worked toward Earths deep Center, no tootsie supposedly more than three liqs, old moves, im needin know to do more than just 3 liqs at least 6, thats it, ransacking mansions to get me rich, or die trying, unfortunately not fifty cent, whom i befriend, just to beseach his belongins for twentyS, tens, he finds im inside no hiding blip of light showin for a moment as bullets riddled Grim trigger he keeps pulling, as if i know him, breathing slowin, eyelids seen closin, causin bloody wheezing , coughs and a collapse in a thudding clap, defeated, minute pools of my wound leakage bleeding collects anmy feet in small puddles splashes subtley when i crash down, ground and GRIM PeAcE wont be dead but finally is so done bro...