The evening draws in, seems a misty cold night,
i wait with patience and full attension as your not in sight.
Any counter attack will be met by a mirror'd bruce lee,
your lunges wont affect me,his ghost is here to protect me.
So respect me, ur defeat is already decided,
you start to look around but theres no1 to confide with.
I see you for the first time, i make my 1st+last predictions,
my smurke increases, easy breathing returns after slight restrictions.
Your lightweight pressence begins reseeding,
I havent touched you why are you bleeding?
I guess its jus ur time of the month,
unlucky bitch, but this aint no time to hit a slump.