you sweet... you been beat as you hangin'-it's-morbid//
strangle-a-horseman and make you dangle in a rectangular-orbit//
ya slavez-have-been-forfeit beacause my gun'z been cocked adjacent// intoxication fills my brainwavez and my brain "cellz" imprison entire populationz//

postmordem postage flowz-thick to those-chicks that got ass that's so thick but ain't got no-titz//
know-this notice the oceanz incroachment to motionz that's overdosed with lotion so soft you foamin'//

sicker-than-lust when a nigga got a dick-in-his-butt stripper'z ain't strippin'-for-us// trippin'-from-dust I got my back to the wall sniffin' paint thinner-from-rust//

overactive dimensionz of dismemberment in the tenements of intellectual membership//
disfigured-kidz who slit-their-wrists as the blood tricklez from pricklez of skin men slowly remember-shit//

Freddy vs. Jason in a final fight-to-the-death swing ya weaponz from the right-to-the-left enlightened-through-meth//
use whatever might-you-have-left to hold a knife-to-ya-chest and start slicin'-ya-flesh...

this was a keystyle if you can't tell...I'm just fuckin' around with some new ideaz...