i had been lookin for a while for somethin to set me apart from the rest of the artists...i think i FINALLY found a writing style that does that....if i HAD TO label it...id call it a mix between tech n9ne....a sick ass flow (wait till you hear it in audio!) and a big ass riddle....tell me what yall think...the verse topic is me losing my ex girlfriend due to my ways..PEEP!
the second sister signaled subcoumin to the stress/
of my anger and my constant need to cum upon her breasts/
the hurt and drummin pumpin blood done rummaged through my chest/
its fuck the love, it felt like love was crumpin in my flesh/
something ugh-is-in-the-mess, smashin fragments of her soul/
she throwin dishes at a playa like nash was in the hole/
my jealousy made me think that even nash was in the hole/
labled models of a queen as dirty fashions of a ho/
ME dashed into the role thats of my fathers abuse/
abusin the fathers dreamin of children modelin truth/
if she knew i was slabbin ally, she'd be cockin the duece/
whos in the cochran?, who into pac'n? poppin a troop/
gangbang for the dummies, no bang for the others/
i hopemy children dont end up with a couple of mothers/
but my favorites gone/
mary-issa, i can barely kiss her without my make up on/
the second sister signaled subcoumin to the stress/
of my anger and my constant need to cum upon her breasts/
the hurt and drummin pumpin blood done rummaged through my chest/
its fuck the love, it felt like love was crumpin in my flesh/
something ugh-is-in-the-mess, smashin fragments of her soul/
she throwin dishes at a playa like nash was in the hole/
my jealousy made me think that even nash was in the hole/
labled models of a queen as dirty fashions of a ho/
ME dashed into the role thats of my fathers abuse/
abusin the fathers dreamin of children modelin truth/
if she knew i was slabbin ally, she'd be cockin the duece/
whos in the cochran?, who into pac'n? poppin a troop/
gangbang for the dummies, no bang for the others/
i hopemy children dont end up with a couple of mothers/
but my favorites gone/
mary-issa, i can barely kiss her without my make up on/