Letter to my opps

by pass me if war bring peace.is it a op in hope.i guess so ya better no a letter to my opps.idk tell me what brings grief shit when nigga stomach growling the belly of the beast cant sleep.thuder and rumbling its to much hate.you gotta keep ya eyes open.even when you pray or bout face.wake up Miss America.the beast coming.earth quakes floods aint no amount of love gone stop the blood thirst and the beast. the booty of the holy one come out at night.fuck the grace.if you blind in these streets.it aint no sharks stepping.snakes be the lethal weapon.i keep that heat. life get cold with out it snub noses with me on the toilet like danny gliver just in case i don't fall back.i peep ya even in tall grass..use a hatter and i don't wanna be ya. when it get traitorous iam putting shit in place like Tetris i want let the hate you build up. like infection affected me.iam not connected positive or negative correction by pass me.under cover for they how to recover ya. D.O.A.to late time dont wait on no man. life in one death in the other traitorous effective