that shit talk that shit talk

Been lit like when I'm smoking my blunt,  Can't hand it, no I'm facing it up.  I can't stand it, everyone looky ASF.  Don't make me put ya up in my next one, smoke ya like a Amish smokes on a  dutch, no it dont got a crutch, not only am I not boujie ASF, but I was in a rush to smoke you ,what.  Ill roll u up in a hurry rather it be in a garbage bag or up on a gurny that dont concern me, your jus burned meat.  Dont let me get close to a niggas bitch cause I will start the flirting and it will end with her body turning, for sertenety.  While you outside in a tree observing like a bird perching. Takin tips, mad as shit, but still learning. How to get this hoe to actually start squirting. And not jus pretending it's hurting.  I'm coming in hot off the top with this one, watch out im swerving. I'll box the chop with a big one. And still do him dirty. With no worry cause I move fast like I'm in a hurry but I dont run or scurry Ill maul a nigga like a bear and barley brake a sweat, dont scare me. Not scary it's a crime scene cameras blur me. Gangster internally, it's a fire burning. Its quick to turn me, cool to combat like there's a emergency every time I get hot turn this pigs into jerky on the spot, the ops they cannot stop me , get off of my cock please, I got ammo in stock G, dont make me turn your flannel to a cropped tee. I'll crop your right from your team.  If you owe me any money hold that shit, ya I said clothe them kids,  feed your twins. Jus know I'm a demon with a real reason to sin. So the block will see me a couple times when I decide to spin. Better get yo family real low when the shots run in. Shots speeding thru the windows from the Glock I run with. Or maybe pull up the tommy and dust shit.  The cops say I'm corrupted but fuck it. I tell jus ask them all if they can fuckin suck it.  Like nigga can u suck it.  I'm more then a fucked up kid, I've been more unstruct them a destruction pit. Like a construction site with the dump trucks and shit, do you get my drift, or are you still stuck under it. I'm not one of these other kids, I dont work at the mall but I'll size up your lid. And take your top off like I opened the lid. It gets my rocks off to talk all my shit. It will get you knocked off if you try to test my gangster within. Better know how to swim with 4 broken limbs. And more broken ribs then a bbq pit at a summer shindig filled with a bunch of white kids looking high as the wind is. But it's up to you, u can make that decision. Jus dont be upset and start bitchin when your ass I whip it. With cut throat precision. I dont cut tho I jus box and take shots depending on the premise of the disturbance. I dont play with knifes, no thanks doc I'm not a surgeon. I'll puke if I see blood start squirting. Jus thinking bout it makes me start squirming. I'm not as dangerous as Ted Bundy but I'll strangle a nigga like Russel Maurice. My mind is evil what words turn up if my brain was a quiji board id try to burn it. Luckily I hold it in on the surface so nobody knows it's it's in there so there's no concerning.