girls
 

girl you see me on the street with asbergurs syndrom. systematic elastic, you snap back quick.
im in the radio, listenin to different things, in differnt fragments im stagnent, when im bragging, baggin shanel lipsticks, for my bitches.
im in your window now, coming in with romeo storys yo, i climb the vinin, turnin, your head way smiling, you then reclinin, chillin im in yo biuldin when you think im gone, im up above you, radio taping your bubbly bath, im comin back tomoro, i never go so, far that i cant get back in a second.
you know im always near no fear when i tear through teradactal assholes and spawn the juices of ruthless tooth jizz. who iz, me im a robot with human brain waves when im surfing in your cellular connected receptin your text messages with a better kit than the FBI crime syndakit.