Stepped into the matrix Agents want to fight they have fake fist Boys brag... know they can't quit Because in real life they're basic. This that gospel that take six That shank in jail that make shift Point of view when I point at you And ask fools what's the point of you?(iono) .....................................Me either Girls say they clean... got rp fever Depressed... Meat cleaver Chill just cold blooded... heat seeker. Shall I keep goin? (preach preacher) I should slap the face of each teacher... That taught these half these kids how to spell I'm convinced they have cell phones in jail Telling all these fables You're just not Abel(able) On that satellite... Cable.... Broadcast until you're voice is hoarse(horse) "I'm stable." I guess I'm just that virus. That's why they want me silenced. You're going no where... flat tire I'm a real boss... that hires. Your lame insult just backfired. Match... lighter... I spit that fire. Talented with balanced head.... Right now I bang the mallet until the gavels red. This that afterlife that purgatory. Maybe I'll change my mind once I've heard your story. Until then you're cut off... Lucifer. I'm the judge, jury... executioner!
I somehow almost doubt you have the dexterity and mental capacity to make your hands touch quickly enough