Impending DOOM

I will be forgetting you each Day and every hour Bro, this beat is simply retarded, yo Sound like it came off the Hey Ricky Ricardo show Lucy on the phone she said "You're not home" Woozy eyed, chromed out newly fried dome What they say "When in Rome, do OM" He don't need much to construed a crude poem A few bones for an intelligent plan A couple a grand, and an elephant man hand Bring a skeleton ya might get a whole jam Sell it in ya Mom 'n Pop records ta souls stand Just don't tell 'em when a Rock n' Roll fan He don't eat gelatin, hot or cold ham Ya'll don't know the same Daeledus I know Just to earn trust he try to Make me bust a wino he said "Don't worry He already dead and stinkin''" I tapped him with the 'chete Said "Why he still blinkin'?" Untie him, do your own dirty" He shot 'em and told 'em "You're not worthy" So I says "What happened to ya skull piece? Alotta ya'll rappers be rappin' To dull beats" he's Robotron's right hand A pro-con white man with a Cali-like tan I'ma like "Tracks is alright man But uh I don't know" I will be forgetting you each Day and every hour Like where's his other foot at? I will be forgetting you each night and day Each hour Forget it, yo