I shot speed

I shot speed in greed Then me no need mouth feed. And a seed could not plead With me over mead 'bout creed. Because like I said, "I'm so fucking high I could care less chump with your bandana and three dollar strut saggin' an such Shaking yo' buttasse". You were like "wait! Why not tooty in your nosey wosey?" And I was like "what, and miss an opportunity to implode my kidneys?" I think not God gave me two One for heaven, and hell. Wow, you're so tough and multi faceted I just bet you're great in the sack, and your book collection? Holy Macshit brother Numesy. You must have a lot going on upstairs Probably inventing a new body of God manual to include brakes that work for them inclines. Sip the blood of Christ don't dupe the priest to look left then guzzle. We need shoot speed, and a muzzle. Hair and nails go crazy long and our eyes turn wicked pretty with twitch. Music for hours, people talk but no we hear them since the focus is more then they can balance off on hands and knees or elbow. Blow man blow big sax wail through skin and eye to rubber ball into wall bounce back in your face vibrate plus tickle our chilled toes. Fingers go cold too. Capillaries shut down circulation doubled Tongue all a swell We are to three in the morning What huge black emerald backed juicy flies happening upon old shit are to no morning This morning I made Lemon poppy muffins and watched everyone else savor slow, and chew them up just so, eyes a rolling, mmmmmmm. Sleep the sinner. Library erections. Two more steps then Infinity broken. No refunds when the dam turns back into wet cement Since when did you start dressing up like Corey Haim? "Super cocaine" No thanks Amphetemine me fiend. Speed is standing still while falling. So shoot that, and make me a sandwich.