I spit perfect flows, research then blow like serpants nose
earth has goals to leaves us perfect drones
grasp a erchants thrown from a nurses dome
never sit on this earth as a worthless soul
haters left in a box stuffed like a turkeys hole
blood pumps heavy, Im bazerk I know
hand full of dice, I fucking deserve a roll
snake eyes sit on the curb then go
I take rhymes to the most obsured of hoes
to create lines like a table preserving blow
it hurts to roam as my curse follows
from street to street, is this a verse? who knows?