let me recline on my rhymes to pass time but if this shits gonna get me by I need to hit u with some lyrical crime like shady to survive like for instance my mom did drink and pop pills and I'm still here but she's dead just like Fred whos in my basement cause I chopped off his head just for decoration hows that for a perverts probation guess he won't be masterbating..well engaging or raging on a sixteen year old baby is t that right 69 it's wonder how you survived cause your shits so mumblish it makes or own lips fumble it.. this whole new music industry shit makes my brain hurt it don't even require work all you all and you nursery rhyme rap sounds like crap it's making my head ache like a kit Kat give yourselves a fucking break.. oh my I hope I didn't hit a nerve but if I did hope ya bleed out cause this stoner clown don't give a fuck what he's spitting about... well on that note guess I should say thanks for letting me stop by so I could inflict ur brain as I spit for this contest on this rap train wich I hope I gain some kinda fame but don't blame me for wanting to get my head in the frame for a wild change in this rap game..