grab a train track pin and stick it in to kim
bluddy fuck her ass until her rim be juicin gin
flip her to doggy style pluggin her vertical soggy smile
then let my rotti while her body bowels howls like potty towels
damn that bitch be beastiality
slam that snitch back into reality
instead she'd rather be kicked into the curb
more disturbed than these words, purgatorial birds
circular curse with more internal testicular bursts than a curdle of my lyrical cradle trailor hearsts
drop her back into the ditch I found her first
tangled with clips of underground tapes of rapes
crazy ass shady wrapped her in plastic plates
scraped with bloody rags of body bag escapes
so I shoveled her dome to muffle her tone deciding if death debates

next bitch: Kim (continued)