Loose In A Bag

Pop open that cheese. I wanna fail upwards. They get you first. Shed a few hot tears. It’s for the culture. Choke em is harmless enough. Figure out what this bong knows. He needs money clearly. Put myself into a little job cannon. That’s real kidnapping. Now we’re sinking. I’m, the Taker.

I can swim. 24 hours on a rascal scooter. They land like a cat. We have atleast 10 castles. Do we have ghost? There’s be a whole lot of Dickersons. You ever been MKUltra’d? In a crab walk position. Deadnaming a ghost boy.

There’s so little of it in my life. Give yourself scoliosis. I piss myself everyday. Hell is a nightclub. The building has to smell like shit. WHAT HOUSE WAS THAT? I know you got big dreams. Joseph Stalin was a fat transvestite. It’s probably nothin. Trump $250. He’s Italian by marriage. A ten yard loss.

I’m not up on the white power. I don’t even got all my toes yet. I’m over here now. Life is just a mad dash to get the next trailer. You were method in the womb. What amount of money? They’re decomposing. The fancy Walmarts, where they mostly got legs. If I had a rock band.

Just cause we said China. Maybe you deliver it to yourself. You can’t be bent.  November 3rd somebodies gettin deported. That’s what hangin out better mean. String shot. I accidentally put both in my mouth. Back in 94. I’ll probably cry. I saw red vent.

Let her get a hit. Just let him do Friday lines. You deserve it. Chinese kids listen. This is not great. That’s not how I’m gunna tell the story. Every fight I’ve ever been in was a Texas death match, I just didn’t know. I’d be filling the streets with uppercuts.

Un-Christian-like orgy. DPS Rogue. Delay by negative six months. Spook em with the spooker stick. Out here leaving bait. Soup ain’t hittin like it used to. Sunday Night Stoning. I gotta go blind somehow. If you find the green one you win.

Give it that real rustic look. It’s almost like concrete. A world full of bottoms. Let’s ReRock it. Creamed my Sydney Jeanies. You got snitch lips. A rabbi killed his turd. Giving them new viruses. Shrimpin for crab. He’s going on birthwhite. In the face down low. What you wearing to the funeral girl? All you need is 19.

We can’t be bought. I concede nothing! Crackheads are the strongest people. That pig treated me like a horse. His body is trying to kill him. Look at that bearded toddler. Common law first mate. Bullets are for the war. They shoulda let me paint. That’s a racist candy.

Plantation records. Last Chance Jew. No jubilees in Alabama. Who drove you? 3 & 1/2 hour shit. “He ain’t shit”. I totally know what that is. All background characters by BetterHelp. Real sidewalk trash. Make em into a stew. How much cheese is too much cheese? A billion bugs to smush.