shallots

“Layers till you get to the good part…”

 

 

Mr shoot em up…

Mr Minor cuts…

Mr I don’t give a fuck…

 

Never the less…

He’s back for a sec…

Know fights or knockles cracked…

 

I’m just trying to get…

All the years I lost back…

Black on black boxed animal’s…

 

like danimals…

This cookie never crumbles…

When milk is chasing…

 

This one multiple…

Is a numb skulls teacher…

Can I reach ya…

 

From my lifes bleachers…

Faculty looking at my…

Factual, facial features…

 

“He’s no teacher!”

“he’s never been to collage!”

“He’s not a road scholar!”

 

I’m a boat flying…

I’m in the sky climbing…

Perfect timing…

 

On the grind now…

Realizing now…

That I will kill the stitistics…

 

Move forward…

Snatching power out of knowledge…

To power the minds of…

 

people in my dirty shoes…

I’m just like you…

let’s make major moves…

 

 

 

 

 

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