you wanna peace of me?
i did not think sew…
who ordered the hit
who
set
this
shit
up
yo frankie
is pissed
you know he gits
with out his grits
you have been warned
you fuckin twit
green glo
afro
head full
o dust
comet
tail
lust
i like
your smell
fresh
as jupiter's
crust
very well
then
if you must
ring that bell
and trust
that smell
land on
my moon