bitch

My ill verbs and nouns that cut your vertebre in half like im using scissors//
Im BIG like espn magazine pictures//
I am cutting ya up so I can hand you your spleen, and bounce round your intestines like a tramp-O-line//
You hafta get your own girl hiv testing every week to make sure that “tramp-is-clean”//
Lemme introduce you tro my guilletene my skill’s obscene, I got more flavors then jelly beans//
I’m tryin to watch Freestyle Friday,and u jus tryin to think of “106” ways to get in “Nelly’s Jeans”//
I'm viscous in every matter when my ryme's told//
You thought blind posting was typin wit a blind fold//
I'm high strung like i posess five lungs//
I have a poetically "alive tongue," and will get you "higher to heaven" more then a combination of "Mase" and a dozen "high monks"//