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I’m a God of killin’,
Jumpin’ out sediment,
Concealin’ the big hint.
Killin’ scenario dreams.
It’s a nightmare runnin’,
A pussy’s parachute.
An ass of ADD,
Fuckin’ but can’t find me.
Wannabe. Wannabe.
My blows are barbwire strikes.
Log fire incantations.
Through astral projection.
Call me Ronda Rousey,
But I’ll slit one’s wrist,
In a burnin’ wheelchair.
Like a firework display,
Provin’ your confused way.
Any day, I’ll proceed.
Agility and speed.
Nobody can save you.
No bloodline will extend.
Isaiah Lawrence 