i rap about shit, too sick for a human,
my skills boomin'
my shit is everything, but soothin'
i make little bumps erect from yo skin
every single thing i say is either curse or a sin
but i don't believe it is that fucken bad
probbly cuz i'm livin' it, ain't that sad
most likely i deserve it, for all the women i've scarred
not really you highway, you fuckin' retard
i didn't get much for killin' babies
cept some scabies
rabies
and i lost some ladies
but thats alright i am still livin' my dream
rappin' on the computer, super net ceein'

just some short shit