Well any fucker can commit an arson
go ahead spit a bar son
watered down like old milk in the Carton
laming, but claiming to be a hip hop parson
I wanna spit real when the game is dissin
you visualize an picture crap, like the frame is missin
go ahead restrict my rap im taken aim just listen
or better yet read between the lines
your probably shootin blanks, im mean with mines
like self rape no condom you mighta just committed with ease
shootin for stars getting a sexually transmitted disease
every quote can span to bare a laugh
every sentence wrote is from a paragraph
but you don't connect the paper like the stapler is gone
lines stolen your souls just a caper with vapor of dawn
gay rhymers, so lets set it straight
before humanistic thought you need to meditate
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