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I'm gifted, yall twisted as shifting rubix cubits,
that means you peel off when heat of the game gets too sick to fix.
I harm a goomba for miles. An expert shroomish student.
My karma sutra has styles of execution to it.
You used to do it like I do, till the dual wield katanas
Sent you in a sheet to your moma and neuronal nirvana.
Just try to trump and catch mild humps to your child's butt.
He's wild! Nuts! Couldn't vile up all his vile shtuff.
With writing emo but slightly cerebral
That's cuz I'm real though, while they use fronts like when biting taquitos.
I pinch my foreskin closed before blowing a load,
then unleash a sultry show that's distorting ya nodes.
Knowing me, the cold case is closed as hoe legs yo!
The cocaine flow raise ya hair like some Rogaine foam.
I'm over and out, but not without a courtesy bow,
to make my ass cheeks speak. Bet you've heard of me now.