finished business

im going to bury that call where you threatened me and my lady your always lacking crazy eliminated pavement were knife be blooded up shavings I done burnt another raven. flying where the grave deep how could you escape me holding my excape peace at the bottom when we shake weed what falls is seeds retaliate flawlessly to make you crawl to me choking you so hard till you fall asleep holy as a wannabe Christian on they knee asking what God you seek by the way I have a flock of freaks deep throating a flock of geese