The Rhyme Sayer, The Terminator
My minds data is uploading, I'm upholding this weight
I'm up-floating, my nuts growing
I won't give up knowing I haven't made It, my guts glowing
I'm such an a-hole, my bu*ts showing
I Trust no one as far as I can truck Throw em
What's up Lorain, what's up that c*nt you disgust?
And s*ut, who*e kick up a dust, throw in a punt porm
I must've been punched while I was stuck in my mothers stomach hunched over
But now I'm much older with a disgusting lust odor
And nuts bigger than a bus full of psychotic nuts, colder than a Serial k**er when the funs over, I love yoga
After I smear your blood from the cuts on the wall with the paint roller
It's game over, insane oral, coming from the floor in my basement pain who*e-Er, lost my brain sorta
Lets play hangman with human parts, move my arse to shooting darts, I'm retiring...