"the Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck shitRespect is collected, so check itI got techniques drippin out my buttcheeksSleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huhMy shit is deep, deeper than my grave GI'm ready to die and nobody can save meFuck the world, fuck my moms and my girlMy life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die"Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Ready to die.
"the Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck shitRespect is collected, so check itI got techniques drippin out my buttcheeksSleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huhMy shit is deep, deeper than my grave GI'm ready to die and nobody can save meFuck the world, fuck my moms and my girlMy life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die"
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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