guttersour

I aint a fortune teller, more like a im broarder report, of what where calling a unforcefully withdrawn, patronized the business, of course man, slaving away at the magic we bought plan, that ahh, yea we thought, the investment being local owned, paint company serving up baige, would only stock it for sure, type a score, woe than fully it stops, thats where my well known pain all began, seeings, being unloved remains, at the setting sitting on the loss thin, so its over with that and onto my things that I want undoing involved myth, of what where here now calling is a list, that be included, every fault warn false flaw, move i skipped, attatched it to right here where I saw a g holding a mould of iron casted, torn half which material, fabric bolted to the claws, of a yea i fuck with some raptors lava flow, lliving proof, from what a saw, be how I follow yall and running, got no time to kill but i came to earth gunning, loving gutter saw, well fell from earths view im in it tryna settlement, off sure, yall story stall, slopeing down a rigga a day equals what i work for up in ya face, front im on, remain here rapping, round a tallyhoe packet little paper box, fold, selling dont need travelers, kit, moving toward a traditional experience, legit, the equivelant in what we now calling, the manufactured managment skit thank god where needing this,