horror

What I’m getting sick of getting ticked off and pissed off got so mad got me kicked off uno Dos trace Quattro secos Ses get outta my face tie a shoe lace fast pace baby this is a race I will chase you murder you killing I do u little girl girl just twirl twirl as I cut you open then throw you in the ocean I ain’t no hit man no promotion and I show no emotion I will have u dead in a moment no enemy or opponent yes u know it