–.. VERSE FOR THE VOICELESS

fuck. what will I hide from him now? Theres no going back in time not even for thee one. Thee one engraving statements on the ground. Is that what pound was about? U no good syning fucking drone! Sent from the unknown more like masks have to be removed so u can shine, outshine the old. No changing this construct that you reinforced a little too strong. Nine in yet she screams DANIEL ALL I WANT IS YOUR CHILDREN! Deal with such a woman… then make a song how good you weren’t.. the streets know it. Ur the big dick clouding their judgement. So they let you off with one note, and that note reads GOODBYE THE OLD ME. Still, u think they will reach, no u will have to pay for a bitch! Sorry hop! I gotta gooooo! More wabbits to torture!