alright man honisty has arrived,
your flow and rhyme scheme was off, the rhymes were made a lil too complex, an god I would love you hear you spit
some of this at work audio, c-mon, Ideas went back an forth, but srt8 mostly on subject, but ya first was a lot better.

So raw, I'm red; bite me and wind up dead. Ebola took holda this head!/
Yum, we're cooking beef, and not steak-tomatoes, this is fresh bled meat that burns under gas-fed heat/
I'll blow you away like the last dead wheat whisp—Feel this, bitches! Like a penis, twitchin!/

The start was coo, the middle was OK, but the third line didnt make a lick of sense, my man you need to
say goodbye say goodbye to CB