[gitto138]

I don't trust any one even the devil was once an angel,
my memory wasn't capable for the ceremony, i was left waiting impatient,
its all the terrible fears which im facing,
been chased by Jason, on Friday the thirteenth disgrace full behavior displaced with a saviour from graveyards, you work hard you play hard in this life tats a struggle,
i hit mics with a bubble, full of words you dislike cuz i mumble, but you just might sit tight as i rip right through the rubble, and stick my head up above you before you remove my forehead with a shovel tat i borrowed from your brother,
i love it but ive had enough of this trouble its double or nothing mother which one was it, actually to be honest i hate the fact im modest, i sneak through the rain forest in search for deranged florists, to help me to gain all this
commotion and fame tat artits can claim, im hopefull tat one day it will all change and reframe from staying in the same hallways and corridors, and as always im being monitored by the strange bodyguard who volunteered to follow me you think that bothers me ill smoke weed and swallow e so much it will start hallowing your bodily parts as if you were wearing a Halloween mask, but this is just an ordinary day,