Your interior design , is porous and weird plus a pure disguise , inferior and boorish cries , it’s like your sittin’ on more pins and needles than a porcupine , when a choice between being forceful or resorting to lies makes it’s course through your sordid mind
nervous worry , a warning , your courage died , and I’m foreboding with this sermon that at some point you’ll be anointed but turned aside
so surf the high , and tour through the morbidness and the turbulence of a rhyme , that wars with a world that’s been torn by the storms of murder and the dirt of hurtful crimes , and the illogical “ wise “ , hiding inside every lie formed to ensure the soaring of the bottom line
Not alive , fuckers don’t live , it’s only the listless and the loathsome , and the lonely , and those that don’t give a shit , go ahead poke your brown nose in a sphincter hole hopefully he’ll let it rip , so you can get a sniff and overdose on the odor that makes you feel whole and at home you a bitch , not even close to a six , you’re more like a 10 , when it comes to being stubborn for your love of the butt and it’s corrosive stench
don’t fuckin’ pretend
cuz I don’t give a shit to the max
Bitch I’m built different , I’m strapped …and I’m armored , and even if I’m nude and just out of the shower my power never goin’ out I’m goin’ onward , towards the slaughter , with my sights set on the beast , that neglected to explain what everything means , the testicleless get incredulous by any means
either feigning ignorance or calling me crazy and busted
you’re soft like some babydolls that little ladies play with and fuss with , just lazy haters and chumps stuck stationary trying to escape what ya think and the major malfunctions , that you’re plagued with and that are displayed everyday by your taking of nothing sacred you’re some godforsaken wayward nerds and dumb shits
And I only see threes when your talking and faking that funk that you’re labored with and that’s been corrupted , cuz in this space I’m stephen hawking these aces while you’re wasting away and changing into nothin’ , so fuck all your chicanery and aimless wishful schemes I’ll say it , I’ll erupt it , you’re knavery and you are fiends who are motherfuckin’ bluffin’ …..
*what dreadful piece of shit starts a thread stating that another human being should or would be beaten to death ? And then never has the dignity , courage , or honor to even come back and apologize ?
* Nature , maybe I should change my name to Nurture , because together maybe we might be able to fix these motherfuckers . But I think it’s gonna take a combination of the both of us .
BACK PATTING and KISSING threads are like passing HAM SANDWICHES around over and over-wall