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Project Queen

Fuck bitch swinging empty doesn't realize that she never possessed my mind
I Is Me has done battle on levels that we dare others to find
We're worse than being in a crowded club and getting fucking stabbed
Or being removed from the burn unit and ripping off your own scabs

We're two keys through the veins and getting thrown in to rehab
Waking up in a fucking morgue leaking, and stretched out on a slab
Hahaha, bitch I saw you coming, you were no different than them
Fucking nuclear waste, discarded chest phlegm

I left your ass right where the fuck you belonged
On the motherfucking corner of no wheres preaching about your pussy's the bomb
You and I know that I could had fucked when I first stepped on the set
You promised that if we ever met, I'ld know the pussy was wet

I took your stinking ass to that next fucking level, not just another trap whore
Sprayed your under arm and mouth with FDS, after scrubbing your ass with brillo
I Is Me as I said is walking this fucking planet alone
I could see your mud fucked ass starving and wouldn't give you a fucking dog's bone

Hahaha to fucking do what I do involves visions of a kill
Keeping track of construction sites enhances the thrills
Bodies limed up, wrapped up, fucking buried deep enough to chill
This is what I do when the FDS doesn't work and you keep spewing shit from your grill

But it's not just you it's every fucking body that never corrected your shit
Every fucking body that allowed you to carry on after you had disrespected their shit
All up in a motherfucker's face, breath smelling like limp dick
Haha I know that you'll comeback calling I Is Me the limp fucking dick

But we both know better, please don't distort the facts
Go ahead and call me a limp noodle, like you could testify to that
Talk that bullshit as the crabs swim in the clapped out cum leaking from your crack
I shoot from the fucking hip and I'll never take this shit back

Hahaha, fucking tricked out, clapped out, project whore
Solomon777, We love you Boo
Written by I_IS_ME
Author's Note
Another piece written for our boo, Solomon 777
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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