Originally Posted by Payn

yea wuttup y'all i'ma drop a verse 4 all of u 2 peep....quick 6 bar joint

i ve been gifted with the curse to write verse/
adverse from being the worse cuz im disverse//
rehearse my poem to god while im in the hearse/
please god forgive me for all my dirt on earth//
but i admit at times me and death would flirt/
but then i turn the bitch down cuz she loved hurt//
short skirts,I saw her pus and wanted to insert/
but damn she smell good i want her for dessert//
but my mind she wants to subvert and convert/
to being her fucking slave, bring me to my grave//
depraved me,bitch is crazy,trick think im lazy/
trying to ghost me like pat swayze, my mind is mazy//