Short Keystyle About Healing the Sick and Sex

I’m like a psycho on dope with a microscope can see
Germs in perms when I’m high then kiss the sky so free //
Attend to sick folks in the wind kick dope rhymes and
Healing medicines thrilling and filling veins and hands
With penicillin which begin killing bacteria, that’s my plan //
Got a tender mind date a girl slender and fine at home we
Use the blender divine to make our own wine now you see
How e grip mugs and sip suds kiss her lips in love “so boo
Know you want sex” “but LUMBERJACK I have on a Kotex can’t screw
Tonight, my breasts are proof I never attest the truth their stress
With juice you want to lick my tits quick and legit and try your best
To git it you want a little bit right?” “ girl your lips oh so red lets
Go to bed your brown round booty facts in a dimension to get
And attract attention I’m lover of Fannies what color your panties?” //

CATS ON THIS SITE

This site suck and your rhymes don’t light up skies
My voice loud like thunderclaps yall blunder crap and lies
Bitches should give a better speech and clever reach for skills
Your dang girl’s panties between pink and red bastards can’t build
Or think ahead a bunch of stink misled fucks nobody in rap game
Want your crap it’s lame it don’t rhyme enough bastards go on AIM
Get your spines buffed your rhymes the worse and belong
In the confines of earth buried after a tribunal funeral whack fucks wrong
A bunch of pissed off jerks without a list of works I twist
The skirts of your girl’s have sex in your bed with cock brisk
Cats mind connection has no line of direction from the rap standpoint

Yeah... Closed.