[Resin M-I-C]

Aiyyo
listen u open mic weirdo, u did us a favor by no showing this man..
cuz i’m about to Snap more than the fingers at one of your poetry slams.
ur an emo faggot, ur depression and panic’s seen..
i’d tell u to hold ur head up higher like ur drama teacher while practicing ya hamlet scene.
u dumb with no flare.. while i doo this.. from the drum to the snare
I make Cuts in the booth.. u make cuts to ur inner thighs when u feel numb or ur scared.
i saw ur writing n lost motivation, they lied if they ever said ur flow is great
i’ve also seen u punch, In.. and i’d rather have my coworker do that for me while i show up late.
or we can go shot for shot.. ur blood everywhere is just the start..
shotgun blast, u dont know what wall ur gonna end up next like banksy art.
Mahfucka.
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