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Hey it is bachelor
Man with no handle
Handling business
Like bike inside factor
Hand dill as business
Have them as swishers
Sell for a meal at kfc or mickers
Mixing all liquors
Gun for the lickers
Gum for the chewers
Cum for the bitches
Zero paparazzi
Please please no pictures
Zero thought across me
Please please no tittas
Hey its the man
A tee wearing man
3 styles apparel
He nice apparent
A parent seems nicе to people with a life
But all I had was glass and scrеams of terror
Terrible people scaring the children
Tearing the papers, face red from anger
Face red from crying, face it were dying
Face spliffs and dine as wasted ass 9ths
And
Fist clenched I quench my thirst with my fist red
List them as dead and bitch slap their corpses
Bitch grab the knife and slit gash on throatses
Spill blood on floor, with split minds is thinking
Still might just be the Sticked D’s whos living
Alternating Egos the lives changing
All to chat without her, all they laugh without her
All i had to do was think without a thought
What can i do without the thought of a daughter
And another thought might come up and ill have to think without her
Knives are so leftist
And I am a leftie
Gota choose bestest
Got a knew breast
Lots of new besties
Caught her chewing testies
Slaughter was next thing