pat pat gave a spat
i work for the biitch inside hells kitchen
the real one

i stir dead souls who do not give a fuuck
about no one but the dice in their eyes

i rip snakes in two
snakes rule some down here

i stir junkies who stole other souls

to the haters in the spirit world
im coming for you
fully loaded with with invisible bullets
for invisible blood

i crack bones in another world
to get the strong ones
i have to be strong strong strong

i cannot take blind to the abyss
eyes will be popping open
when they are no more

walls of fire
hell that is my breath mutherfuucker

my homies are waiting
piece of shiit
biitch
bastard

where wiil (you) go
when all you have is
(your) fuucked up soul

Damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn left me speechless

Brilliant,,,

Denise, you are very beautiful soul, love

Your mind is "out of it" but creates such fantabulous writes...