Well looking at a mini skirt his teeth hurt

Might get 3 or 12 years

He knew the state of law

The state law of next door

Telling you how to seesaw

Like the trees thaw

That’s god’s law

Cause we want more

Need to be more to win wars for cheap whores

Still less than every player knows nothing

The people buffering like you tube

It’s less lube

More tube

Red meat is dead meat

But white meat I like meat

With a pair of hands, I can play something

The game has no name is no pain no gain

It’s kinda lame, but I guess it’s my birth right

To ignite

To respite

Less light

Is more freight

In the test flight

Less than air tight

Yes I tried flight

But maybe we weren’t right

But then problem is that he’s right

Starting all these small fights

Made in his image

But feed me none that spinach

And the time gets ever closer

And the door rethinks it’s closure

Does it matter if they’re kosher?

Lest the gods be put to shame

We were copying their game

With the circuits in our brain

Testing system “hello world”

All lights green

Error: low self esteem

Slim pickings, slim chimpy

If you’re lucky, she’s a pinky

I never missed you, you’ll get through with the best you

Festered, tame

Take Rogaine, it’s less pain

Cop this lane from no spinach

Choke it down, be sure you finish

Go to the left lane, be left behind

If you’re right, in the right, it alright

Make the pistons fire, they’ll ignite all night

But you’re burning your own fossil

At least they’re not oxes or mules

Because the mule’s become a ruler

Ox wields his axe

Caked on blood

Sticky like bees wax

Let your like relapse, just relax

Watch that watch on your hand for a second, watch all seconds

You’ll see it with your face, if you have faith

And believe in time, well it’s about time

Rotate like frigate, which is hard

But it’s not, because it’s soft

Once you’re here, then you there because what’s there is anywhere