outeryou

i wanna get these hits like ima sick 'ole hick i wanna spit this tid bit for a bit cause i'm 'lit, high as a kite then farther then the chatter, does it matter that i flatter the weather pattern? i'm in a gloom thinkin' of you wishin' doom on the move i chose for 2, i'd rather think like Dan Rather's on the 6 o'clock News, ima be the Mad Hatter and Research what Matters. i ain't Marshal Mathers i'm a bit more scatter brained then the turmoil of others, dipped in oil and writing the equation at the top of the level where the beveled edge treble has got me headin' for trouble, i need double the bass in this case to burst the bubble of this in my own face, Hubba Bubba and the Double Mint Twins, a 'lil twiny twin twin and i'm in it again. is this what it takes to win are am i being a fool again...