Always nervous with friends, but on the surface I seem perfect. Pretend. A liar. Fuck it, let down the curtains. Begin. Nothing hurts till it lives. I’m always dysfunctional. On curb of a trend fluctuating towards a purpose with no end with nothing to turn to since I fucking hurt you. Again. You need to learn to forget. Be merciful.
BEFORE I CRACK YOUR CERVICAL, BITCH.
Snap and murder you quick. This white dude raps like a murderous twin of Spinal Tap with each verse that he spits, except for that whiny crap you just heard from ‘em then.
I flirt with my pen, and smile as I fap because I’m disturbing as shiiiiit.
“Did I do that?”
…Like I’m Urkel.
- Zen
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