34 bar verse, might make it a full song one day... lyrics: I got a rear mirror view that makes me steer clear of you not cuz I fear tough dudes but I don't care about a queer like you get the fuck outta my face, save some grace keep some dignity, tie your shoe lace to infinity, and beyond you chase me trying to be what you see in me let me free you of that thought of me be- cause I would hate for you to be dissapointed I'm a big let-down, so let's make this appointment a diss disjointed you think couldn't this be avoided no man like a nomad with his gonads in his hands go nuts dude, I hear no buts? good do you have the guts to, rap a song about your true feelings your true mood or have you reached your ceilings appealing concept ain't it stealing content and claim it take your image and stain it but now you got bit by me and fainted your excuses you can save it cuz the game I'm bout to pave it a new way, a new route a new road to sway, so don't be rude so grab your coat, untill now you've only stood there at that spot well I'm about to drag out of that loud parking lot let me see what you got take your best shot, cuz the battle we fought drawed and it drawed out a bad, mad side of me it crawled from my subconscious into my conscious being obnoxious, showed me I'm flawed clawed it's way out of my mind from behind my eyes with all my lies no surprise it flies around loose in my shrines a furr price called Da Wolff causing my human demise (34 bars)