We're all Him, man. There can't be good without the bad, nawmsayin? You could go with that way of looking at Him, or as Him representing society as a whole. Poverty and drug use literally strangling the life out of the poor. Idk though, I'm really drunk and just rambling lol
To you cuz, the rhyme schemes in this were bonkers. There were literally NO pauses, and as a man who also loves to pile multis on top of one another non-stop, I thought this was really great. The first section was my favorite of this though.
"rippin' and killin' his foes after spittin' his villainous prose, no hero, he's a villain and still on his toes, his mission is simple, it's hoes, kissin' then slittin' their throats, a vicious, meticulous, rogue, if your kids have been missing, they're sitting with him in a boat, he pinched 'em and filled 'em with dope and a fictional feeling of hope, he's itchin' to kill 'em, something in him is chilling, it's cold, he's in the kitchen and fillin' his nose with coke, comatose, woke himself up from near death then overdosed,"
Cot dayum.
You're an Irish bastard, Witty....
but an Irish bastard who can write <3
This was very good, no bullshit. I'm gonna send you something maybe sometime next week.
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