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There is something about getting knocked out by a huge black person that can make you want to spend an entire week forgetting that one specific moment

ok

My wife knits all of my sweaters, and when it warms up I'll be wearing hawaiian shirts

smoking in a herse

a thousand pounds blazin

hell's a place on earth

so pass the blunt to satan

now my heart is racin

and I know I'll feel amazing if I take the blunt and lace it with my girlfriends fucking blood from the hole that I'm tasting,

devoid of what could gauge it

her crusty infected dead blood cells are rushing through my system now

cause it's the only thing to help me out

when it all slows down

and a rusty knife is being pressed against my fucking trachea

feeling my sweaty finger slipping when I pull the

trigger and *BAOBAOBAOBAO*

waka flocka joining frick squad at the last minute

who's the fuckin man now

all this blood on my face from this asshole trying to steal my friends hand me downs

smile to a frown,

a frown to a smile entailing death

left with your left foot wearing a concrete shoe

to drown you

I start to say something sassy but stop mid way

at the scent of my mates blood dripping from a slit in my in my neck

down to my waist leaving spots on my pants

my body feels a mess

FUCK

her saturated blood is ripping my fucking nervous system to shreds

It's all about to end!

I wake up,

feeling like a new born baby

what in tarnation

I'm jesus christs reincarnation,

but religion never swayed me

I raped the virgin mary

and scarily enough her baby was mesus christ

only to be killed by his people

I'm that evil

I'm on that 666 sick shit

take a whiff

that's a 666 gram spliff

the shape of my dick