HASTEY

Lick it up, Mix up cups, Boxes with empty milk duds, Dirty sinks filled with blood, Baby girl got fucked in the but, These men's are dangerous muts, I like to tit tut like King Tut, Sip my cup, Life is rough, Nothing I could give would be enough, Abuse is always above, Rather just hide this random stuff, Give me some stabs, I wanna grab, Cut down the middle to not drag, I already gave all I had, This bat hit me I'm so bad, Stuff me in the black trash bag, My heart's full of fruit and knats, Pass the cig and take a drag, What we could have had, It's a shame you had to pass, Guess it's back to my mask, Too cut to carry a flask, Basking in the advancement, Real thoughts can't be managed, Days go by for the tragic, Trust there's such a thing as magic Nothing else in life can matter, Served my self to you on a silver platter, You could never fathom, Could have created your Anthom, Took away bitch boy and his tantrums, Run run run, There's no fun fun fun , Had you from the jump, Saved you from the beginning of rust, Left me alone to combust, Spitting out empty suds, Foamy running mud,