im throwin up verses to put these really week wrappers in hurses, the curse is, not going to be able to be reversed by any churches I'm evil take a look at the easle, a demon is the clossest thing to me thats equal. Dont believe me just wait for the sequel. im taggin em, baggin em, of the rip i got have em, im bout to blow up more than i could fathem. i got more kick than a .44 magnum im like a sinister minister, a dennis the menace sir. if i will it i kill i had my rhyms in a cup and i spilled a third its not up for debate, look at the time its too late, you couldnt get a hit if you were ken Griffey with a bat over the plate. i chose my own fate, i tightened my own skate, you wanna relate initiate the trait, with the universe then corralate. im peakin, with this manifest im seakin, like a crackhead who found the rock hes beed looking for all weekend, you aint passing by your squeakin' your sins dont stink their wreakin, got you so mad your cursin' like an angry Puerto Rican.