Well, as the clock doesn't slow down. (kayla perry marc zuckerberg kind pretty made zoo) zuckerberg clearly you're not interested in our romance once upon one time. So we'll leave it at where I'm at...kayla perry. Definition of all that remains. God bless the kid for simply existing. Anyhow, looking back at it on a more "more realist" take to it....maybe I'm just some sort of messiah. That's so believed into, that it's gotten to a variety cultures to acting in particular roles with me and such. But anyhow, on me just being me. What is left but kayla perry. Me, perry. rhyme. so does me doin the dime. true in my rhyme testing my time casting in crime pussy in prime wet on the wine met she's all mine. nough said, Ms. perry..you buyin or I'm buyin or how we doin this? Me with a dollar in my pocket atm, I'll buy her doritoes instead of myself sun chips. I'm chippin sunny door intelligent toes money. What's further me speak on creating for a man from day one in the week? What's further to say on the fate on a man from pay none though got dick? What's further aside me mate of Miss from gay being none though with me sick some? What's further to keep me typing off the wall shit for sustaining my ego day-dreaming of your daughter, Ms. perry. She is the real Parcissus. Perry pacino. coincedenses gods way of staying anonymous. Two last names that's only furthering ego of one chosen for god to speak of. Thus, who's narcissist me or kayla? Need I need decayla for purther. Me sanela to further stiff my ego in joe biden's so called philanthropist ways hold on with that...isnt every president supposed to be philanthropic? 3rd one pavel. World icon amongst both. 3rd one fine without initial two. So joe biden, i'm just saying for a junkie who's led life enjoying solely degrading himself socially within company of other folks NEVER opening his mouth when wrong and my mythology characters combining to mystically make the man. What's me further speaking on The only possibility mystical myth makes of the man. As mystical as he is sick. As myth as chekhov's lead character in the bet's dick. What's further on creating or revolving or just me socially physically degrading himself in every way imaginable to man kind evolving there spoken of man. The man being me. The man as me. The man just be. Good 'ol me. I just be. But never the less kayla without me . That's impossible even in myth and as taking away from meaning of mystique as it gets? Enough said of you faggots in irc philosophy chats. Oh except you, Neff. Real kind of you sending some guy to my moms house whos pic u sent me claiming me its you. Alright, I imagine it being possible nothing negative resulting from. BUT GOD TO ME, GOD SAVED ME GOD IN EVERY MOTHER FUCKING WAY THAT IS. THAT DYING GIRL FROM TEXAS THAT MET ME ON CHAT PROGRAM IRC. MAY SHE FOREVER REST IN PEACE MY HEART IS FOREVER PIECED BY HER MISSING AS HER ENTITY. Ego driven heart speaking off the wall Ego live and smart weak and off the stall. What's my ego with a stall walled or the wall between me and kayla stalled? Where's my ego as god good. Egg. I'm out of yolk yes over leisure kid. I'm in for second one no questions asked. Me speaking of my presence populated by masses of cars people I don't know pertaining to Parcissus philosophy. The philosophy of whoever, kurt cobain 27 or kobe bryant 24. Me kicking serious SERIOUS drug habit cold turkey, no interest in musician related to. With second one, can't think of much of me at 24. Other than fact 2+4 = 6. 6 is 3 times 2. That's 2 3 times over. Is that how god doin me now? Kurt Kobe or a 3rd one kant. kantian torture camp. Kid take care. My kayla. Torture techniques my homies using on me prior to me getting desire spoken of. Obscene, what can i say. Rock to basketball to nihilism. I'm stick to one in the middle. Look like my fortune will fiddle. Roaring as to solving my riddle? I'll take that as your outlandish white boy flamboyance amongst blacks. Here present. As far as roaring goes. No ring as to no evolving needle. I done my bid as to no smoke on L. I'll laugh heavenly on way to hell. Seven see my pay sell. Evil in my way esque evolving the evolver known as my glock revolver. Need speak further on my wording, need no glocks for few hours of romance my american beauty could provide me. Speaking on kafkaesque I'm man looking hunger. Speaking of created for me being set of example of kevorkianesque. What can I tell ya champ, I'm honored. Man had a point to prove. Even with his jewish ways, point was solid. Now on death and kayla? Guy at end of american beauty killed himself but that cause she was underage. Kayla now of age, so I aint going to kill myself. But right there after sex with the lady...you can put me down like a naughty dog. Think of me as crackhead or whatever other title provided for I. Now syncing all ideas in sync away from my great falcon family. I'll move on to my sympathizer. JR. Can you guilt her into one night with me ? Guilt based on being young attractive seeing a man that's made of himself what I did of I at the time without a word to help him. Nah, I wouldn't go that far. I ain't going to play with a girls feelings either. Much less on her feelings. These fucking faggots if biden if you one of these faggots that's playing into it for some image you have of you as prime time lips of an old man trying to preside himself over Al Pacino's cock. Do you , homie. What can I tell ya. Death be me. Death is coming. Death as me. Death is see. Dead just me. There's some verses for you but let me politely add a manly touch to the matter at hand? Will she be better wetter once she's went? To have met her I never meant. Aight, enough of 3 on lyrically just being me. What's a god send such as I bud bend in much with I? What's bending a leaf grievely stiff that stay much along side I? Trending teeth tastefully tiff that toy much tall siding with I? Tiff for tiffany , just missing me custard kissing me as far as dissing me dastardly busy is me. Gutterly ghettoesque yet grotesque graining self image getter g-easy I over me. Butterly better yet best as brain self centered bidding be easy I with just me. Custardly cat or cent as crime self idolizing idiot with I just be that be me. Further to say jackshit you see. I nurse her while speak of her rack shitting me it's on the money greener than dollar fiending for holla building a baller Real and over a realist roller. With realist aka I spoken of , who's there to speak of that's taller? I know you feeling this fact is I've now woken I fall for her. Back to kayla perry, or anyway...where was I going with this. I got side tracked her rack still on the side of track try and impact my game fact you trying aint nothing but shame tactfully you trying to tame yet you sounding all one in the same? What's to further image of god composed of straight I. Or is that further imagining smoking bud composing nothing but lie. Further away from italian lady small talk I got her will john support? I'm small yet I walk god body all with my talk. Or does only god create such ungodly body as me. Back to furthering ego, aint shit left of. Furthering letting me go as just soft shitting leaving and of. Back to God father talk , God such as I likelier than god father who be cops maybe it's thanks to him I'm so far avoiding cops which all goes to say same time tops me ain't do cooking or kitchen with mops me. So say forever stay kayla please or life it stops me. Namean. Enough verse for you on that one. As stated 2-pac 2 pavel all cant. I've had mother nasty...I'll take a 3rd for a sexual experience with such character as kayla. yeh I know I was told it's too late. but hate to hate on you saying that don't relate. need I further of ego state the obvious fact that I've been cursed with only thing left is my as fate? How's that for later than. I'm not trying to play better than. I ain't slaying to slay setter then. Decaying in day and to die on deader than. Deader than who, but ofcourse I only I as no such other. Could be related to it my father? His sole provided what remains of it today is my ego. After I die, let em try to find a white boy better than big yo. Enough said of money and oil rig though. Enough today that it's sunny and in the soil be my iconic sigil and what now? How you going to out-verse my life's degenerative curse. Degenerating at the moment worse than waking degraded as bum at wards island mid-winter whoda thunk this be my poetic hinter that it's rent or me own this post-lock up joint kayla staying at know I been her. What further I need to go lyrics on that for sake of the american beauty herself. FUCK IT SHOOT ME IN THE FUCKING FACE FOR ONE NIGHT WITH HER. I'LL GO OUT KEVIN SPACEY I'M SO FUCKING SHOT AT THE BRAIN AT ATM THAT IN ITS PLACEY I'M SPACED OUT PAST YOUR RACE OR OR KEVIN I DONE DID MY LIVIN MY LIFE JUST WALKIN BY FOLKS IS GIVING AT BEST WELFARE IN RETURN ME RECEIVING AND WHAT'S TO SPEAK OF FURTHER ACHIEVING DECEIVING THE ONE WHO YOU BE HOPIN YOUR BABY CONCEIVING WHILE YOU'RE IN THE AFTER LIFE EVEN LIKELIER ALIVE RETRIEVING COMPOSED GODLY SELF TO JUST LIVING.