tv rots your brains

feeling myself  
not sayin  i sweat my own shit again  
on facebook i only had 1 friend  
but the hair touchin my chest is comin from my chin  
 
i live where it's hot as shit in december  
i just want jesus to remember  
my beard is better than his  
you fuckin pretender  
 
they tried to clone me and it was born with horns  
a flow is born from a hoe's scorn  
i'm goin pro porn  
horny as fuck  
gotta give it up  
for the dynasty of ducks  
ahh shucks these schmucks just made a million bucks  
off of makin something that clucks  
while i'm hopin to be hit by a as seen on tv truck  
and you know them blonde bitches would'nt be on tv  
if they were'nt down to fuck  
 
i gotta stop watchin a+e alone  
i'm just waiting for my own  
personal intervention episode  
i ain't gonna quit  
i just wanted to do hella dope  
while i was talkin to rachelle on the phone  
yeh bitch wait till you see the show  
 
hahah  
 
on the tube and they styled up my dew  
with superglue and the script for reality tv on booze  
 bought me new clothes  
nothin like a broken jaw bone  
some whiskey and hydrocodone  
to leave me laid out in the yard of my x girlfriend's home  
showin my ass like a fn lawn gnome  
i'm addicted to gunpowder,methadone and mountain dew holmes  
until they call code  
i'll blame a broken home and a broken nose  
for the reason i'm smokin coke  
i can't snort it's broken you know bro  
add a lil choke  
and everybody pickin on the plaid on my coat  
master note  
masturbating faded takin a toke  
rap bastard in plain clothes  
 
i don't need to wear the uniform  
to be the unicorn  
or atleast cut him open and climb inside to keep warm  
the demon's lair holds the fiending air  
even my means are scared  
of the blaspheming intention of me impaired  
 
 dork  
who in school sagged his shorts  
and sucked ass at sports  
too much back and forth  
crack the bottle and tap the cork  
while rotten stabs dylan ryder in the ass with a fork  
 
man i would eat that shit to death  
if it was my last breath  
i'd divide it between her thighs,her breasts and rippin her dress  
yo i'd make a mess  
to hell with the stress  
crabs are just a pest  
my semen attack her chest  
like lame press  
it might be degrading a lil but atleast you got your name in text