Jerry Jordan

1 year ago

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Hillbilly Phycho

6 years ago

like a catfish i gotta get a bitch to lick my dick cuz Ive got this, like a puddy cat i hissss, talk back an i hitchya wit a fisssst, i got what i got and i get what i get, piss you off when Ill flick you with my dick, puff my grass wit a bick, got a phat ass chick, breasts full of milk feel that baby kick, if she tells me no ima give a lick, cuz, ima stick one in my mouth, chase her round the house, suck it dry before the baby can try, gotta get her more so i do indeed implore youre notta whore, watch a movie filled with blood and gore, devils rejects feelin a feelin i gotta scratch my ear like the cat when a flea ticks, light a candle with a low wick, from a bar i get kicked, kick a rock fill my lip with a dip, i spit in the face of a snitch, sittin here drinkin a bit, cuz i aint doin shit, beer before whiskey whataya ya doin? gettin sick,drinkin lots of fluids, bitch get off my dick, hold on, sit down a bit, give it a flick, love it with a lick, if that ass could talk id make it walk, shut up an just take this cock, stick it in yo ass an make it lock. . everyday i deal with the demons in my mind,my brain they have lined with lies one of a kind, myself i dont know, yet i try to flow, i think im gettin it bro, my favorite thing about being a skitz, is i dont have to fill my wrists with slits,resist, my brains broken a bit, your opinion dont give a shit, *why dont you* just shut up a bit bitch, ill sew your mouth shut just get me the kit, this is only what a snitch gets, ima take Aall yo money like a bad bet, kick your teeth out cuzza bad check, leh me reflect, hit ya like a reflex, bounce off me, deflect, bitch your a defect -needs more here- .when i lay in bed at the end of the day, my demons come out and play, like buckin hay in the fields of my mind comin runnin through the straw zombies of a kind, my happiness and love their brain filled lunch, into depression i was plunged, my mind grew dark like the cords a demonic harp, everything i eat tastes of rotten carp, id hope and id pray but god has died, the church has lied, my arm take a bite, like a pinch i dreamed, only opposite never freed, i thought myself sane till my otherself hit MYSELF over the head with a cane, guesz that makes me insane, cant except that word with this pain, im phyco, a skitz, a megalomaniac,oops, slide that back under the carpet before i gotta hack ya up, go back to the bar an get me a whiskey, hey remember me?im yo best friend just wait an see! cuz the voices in my mind wanna play hind and seek when i sleep, im in this shit deep, cant take it no more, my family i love and adore, i scream at the door in my mind THE SUN DOES NOT SHINE! as i ready my knife gun or noose, this is it, duece and yet, i stop, i smoke some pot, as i think its a lot, i look of the battles ive faught, i glance at all i got, i cant. i just throw it away, i gotta keep these thoughts at bay, i turn around and hand em to a different me and say here take care of these, holy shit that feels better, like a patch of good weather, i look forward to my daughter, i think i can hold on some more longer.