Gucci verse

crooked smiles still sit on the author who wrote it unwritten verses in a mind but people provoked it lost in my grips like some calamine lotion championship cheers tears after wine opens i remember half the time down the other half my time scoping let go my hand extaterestrial dna skin Armour I'm a ugly bastard but I got cloned many dirty bitches 13 semi twists class full of fishes crazy asterisks surround my name I hate both you people I hope you drown in pain these are emotions only found in ranges power rangers and clouds of rain fuck you I'm still bound and Chained strange sounds out of mouths till you The unwritten books resides in his grasps Shades of colors in his mind and on her shirt buttons that dont clasp Them together its always laughs Grasps gasps for air Laughs and stares Its always the player Not the prayer