i feel like trapped in a box called tha world
feelin like a jack in tha box flashin glocks to get a pearl
in tha oyster of life flippin rocks to get a girl
hit her more than just twice givin my nut to tha squirrl
she can play wit it long as she stay wit it
i change pivots facin new directions wit the same digits
feelin gloomy in a grey fitted
gettin tested even though my fuse is short like brave midgets
if you aint miss it, explain it
if you did then you it aint worth it so i'm a leave it nameless
i been solo a while i aint found no spouse yet
all this through my mind n i aint left the house yet
done spit enough fluid to leave a sandbox mouth wet
or to make a nun de-religionize n scream n shout sex
do remember that these are just thoughts
in an open mic format freestyled not bought
at five thirteen my brains stuck like glue's in my head
so like a tired seamstress i'm done postin this new thread

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