strike me dead

probly get struck if I don't duck too many clucks got me backed up cops wanna kick the door in I was eight give or take a year but my pen wasn't late hate duplicated everybody fated when I made money everybody wanna take it sorry for complaining pissing and moanin pesent mutha fucka still absorbing the stonin rapping on a broke phone hit ya with a psyclone do it in my mom's phone cuz I can't afford my own, YET be the key word don't you ever forget me and my lyrics real tight like a corset bound to get a who're wet is that to explicit Mormons say I'm going straight to he'll not to visit white rapping misfit do it out the p town