Aug 1, 2016

Inarticulate after a dose of barbiturates
ju know what it is, When i run up in barmitzfahs ,its-
Doctorgrillz, aka, mr love big t-ts
holding a glock that weighs as much as the gwap of the british
I drink a gallon of tylenol, fall asleep,
go through my withdrawal while watching reruns of dawsons creek
The belly of the beast is here when vicodins peak
in my system, I feel a glitch when i'm grinding my teeth
Getting tired of being wired all day and night
from 6 cups of cofee and ephedrine, risking my life
for this dead end job,
sweating like a laboring fob
enterered my iterview
Looking like a brain dead slob
a bum who cant even afford corn on the cob
So i popped a couple of Pills
and started to sob

 

Aug 2, 2016

great piece real liked the imagery. i took points off though because the simpsons already rhymed "jobs" with "brain dead slobs" in marge v monorail ;D

 

Aug 2, 2016

Thanks fam