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ugh, falling apart as I write another example of pure redundancy!!!
the damn disrespect!!! oh boo hoo, go cry about it buddy!!!
my mood muddy. behavior cruddy. if I get a win I clearly lost for decades, sonny! I’m too old school, I still think an alcoholic thirst quencher’s a damn cutty, while the youth call it bein’ mutual fuck buddies!? damn! so out of touch I could drop a diamond worthy collection of lyrics, nobody gonna hear it! that damn stage! you’re too pussy! why do you so dearly fear it? you become wheelchair bound from anxiety anytime you come near it! Word on the wire is they want to kill me! I told ‘em you can’t kill what never lived! word to the undead rising, just like, the stock prices of the hiding eyes n, the lies of the decietful hidden behind truth of our own life!? by the Nines!

why are you so angry? I think you truly need a therapist, the way you talk about others at times can come off prejudiced, I don’t mean that disrespectfully, I mean it with love but a side dose of absolute evil, heinously hopping hopelessly from dick to pussy, to disrespect to death, to A.I. insanity, absolutely depraved materialistic vanity, you couldn’t grasp the gravity, privately, gone public, don’t like me, suck these nuts, and shit, turd licker, butt fuck me!
butt fuck thee,
neurotically symbolic excuse of addiction lost inside a cloud of chronic, exhaled via the respiratory, to keep the neuropsychological adequately regulated, don’t make me aggravated, I won’t do shit but sit here and lyrically meltdown, typical hatred, time wasted, spiraling out like that machine gun when he tried to pop a GOAT with no cover from an exposed hilltop,
while I spin another web of lies as I recognize I have entirely privileged problems almost entirely experienced by,
suburban middle class but they told me we lived below the poverty line.
and let me tell you right now, I’m not trying to out rhyme,
I’m trying to stay alive, by, bending my own reality to make everything about me, it fires me up and allows me to slam DUNK the truth from the sidelines.

I’m the type of foul bitch to fuck an oil line, while a porn featuring dirty anal with a blowjob plays on a loop for the vibe, the police annoyed with me because I’m kinda known to get too damn high, and think I’m being followed and that I’m surely about to die…basic ass simple ass dr suess rhymes!!! you never learn! dont you ever pick up a pen again!

nobody told me any of that my brain just screams it Duh Duh Duh Day N Night!
Duh Duh Duh Day N Night!
Day N Night!
Duh Duh Day N Nite!
Duh Nuh Nuh!
Sportscenter life!