poets last hope

you sent that as battle when it should've been a collab that so sad for ya broke ass you got no flow and you know that go back to the very close past pick up the pen put down the pad write on the walls you suck until your hand is fucken broken go back inside of your notebook and write something worthy of being considered as a poets last hope at getting noticed no my shits not perfect but I write my terms I word em so that everyone knows I murked him here on the spot there are the words read em and rot.. fuck outta here..