I gonna decapitate you, as I smash ya face through a bakery window. And after that i'll bake you. I hate fake dudes and I hope Michael Jackson rapes you. Bu then again you'd give consent, take it, and say "Thank You". The i'd say "MAKE WAY!!!!" with a stainless razor blade and chase you and slay you. Trace you with sidewalk chalk like grade school. But hey, you could say someone finally laid you when I lay you in ya grave and pave you and after day two I'll stay prayin to make Satan reincarnate you as the walking dead but honestly your not a threat. I'll drop off ya head when I cock back and pop off ten. Leaving two shots left. Then i'll hop the fence.
But Im Not Done Yet
I thought I taught you ya gotta watch who you mess wit?Are you deaf bitch? When I knocked you senseless obviously you lost all ya senses. But when i'm talkin to you ya better correct ya deafness so I can readdress this lesson.
Just Check This
I'm tempted to stretch this weapon and let this shit flow like gas at ya local Exxon or Citgo. Light this shit up like a night time disco and explode. Next thing ya know you gettin thrown to Mexico. Better hope you don't get blown to bits by the border patrol. But no, I ordered them to hold up so we can toke up, roll up a blunt, blow some dro, gotta go, times up. So I take my last hit and get back to business. Sit back, relax, and laugh as my bad ass chick bitch slaps you with ya own snapped wrists. Leaving imprints, gashes, and slits as you get smashed to bits by a ton of bricks. I TOLD YOU I'M NOT THE ONE TO FUCK WITH.