Circle of the Killing Hurt

 
     “While I continue to breath I’m considered a lethal weapon
Because I’m filling graveyards with just finger flexin,
      “Always I carry around my sensitive bitch eliminator
That will help release two pounds of shit in your underwear,

      “My first and final car is a hearse
Forcefield protecting my heart from the world’s hurt,
      “Putting in full time against haters and bitches
I consider it psychological healing when throwing bodies in ditches,

      “Now their wheel of fortune riches may be waiting at heaven’s gate
Or torturous hell as they receive respiratory impairment in a burning lake,
      “Drowning eternally-an aftermath fate worse than death
Never catching that last breathe-so forever fuck rest,

      “Visions of that moment make me say fuck trust
As I clean my nine so the motherfucka don’t rust,
      “Because when my baby whine she won’t hush
Especially when on a motherfucka I start to bust,

      “Transforming motherfuckas to dead status in a rush
Death makes me hungry now I need a lunch,
      “It’s crazy how tragedy has a physical affect
Like nasty words in a freaks ear will make her wet,

      “Intensifying the urge of wanting me inside
Now at my house she frantically ride,
      “Not giving a fuck about her relationship statis
Because all night her pussy she’s letting me have it,

      “Slapping her ass cheeks in the morning to get her funky ass up
Giving her my number if she wants another nut,
        “I don’t consider her a ho’, but she gotta go
Understand thot mama it’s the end of this fuck show,

      “But the killing show never end
As bullets through my window blast their way in,
      “Penetrating both of our flesh-bone motherfuckin deep
Receiving an unexpected and unwanted permanent sleep”.