Gargle Barbells

[dull boy]

It's habit to flabbergast the masses with raps I craft.
Hazardous HAZMAT tags strapped to the pads I've had.
Ain't flattered by platinum plaques. I'm packing the plaidest slacks.
Carl Spackler, bagging ass in the caddy shack.
I don't rap on acid... but I'm acid rap.
Never had a blow-up doll. I used my Cabbage Patch.
Where the Magnum's at? Ah, fuck it. I'm hard as hell, bitch.
If she gets pregnant, I'll reject it; Garbage Pail Kids.
Villainous rep. Crept out the village of dead and said,
'I'm Bill and he's Ted.' 'cept I was really and just
being silly. Filled up my head with these pills, and the rest
are spilling on the ceiling and I'm reeling 'em in.
I ain't feeling. Ingest what I inject 'til I'm peeling my skin.
Healing what's concealed in the illness of breath.
YES. Willing my death. On the step holding a machete and nine.
Listening to Suicidal Thoughts 'cause I'm lost and I'm ready to die.