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Play old drooling: foolish - living; its stupid a Student came long from stewardship, stooped a low; pray I'm full for it Foot in a loop - bruising my boots, shoe fit with my newer shit Food in a trench - soup and it stenches the temple, ruins sip Brewing lead - raiding some tomb and grown for my pencil; I'm Pepped on a truant tangent, bound to when I bold my pen through Depth in my beanstalk grape vine, foundation grown once it stems through Stepping stones for a Jackal laid perfectly for the pedal, foe Level head - "no" to patience - left a loss of friends, paying for lot of Doses, many trembles at cost of pens, walks catch every Glimpse of a fucking second lent and wasted for a settled nigga Sick; done coughed on rusted mettle, roughened too heavy not for Little time, limit bevel, better lopsided; Lychee Beverage Mogu's bottles bent in, scouting down my tooth, dental Decay fighting speeches hence my typing, times I'm serious when I Write; snipe delirium in my nights, my temple clearing, really Dry; wake to fears of forceful joyfulness - having a Mouthful of fucking cotton sets Mouthful of looping cotton sets - lost my senses, hard to speak it's Too late, lips are always cracked beside a toothache - always Evil in my residence, Leon in my credit with a Weapon done embedded, what a pencil I'm still dreaded by Deadbeat larynx I'm still letting in, let it sit, still fed with Nothing, nothing, nothing; I repeat because I meant it