i am not alllowed near my house is yet my home yet your house pout and pill yourself is it yet my anger that isn't yours put it in the air and don't care i don't have a care to give is that you caringess put it in your head and aim it at your detective is it your private of my dick that is not yet your ruler is my sexuality straightened then don't give my blood to a cunt and don't ask me for your sample it is your urine to drink if you do not allow my anger, then i will not pout and cry like your dick tracy is it yet enough to talk shit on your microphone of another was it your awful dog to be barked and your cat to be skinned i had yet a dollar to part with your part is yet told that i do no tell i don't tell you i am gay is it your happy day smoke a blunt and dance in your grave is it your stupid little angry man is yet pouted is yet noise is it more than your little boy is it your old lady is it your old m an dead on the floor is it less than my anger then you will not have of it only of is yet had and it is yet had that i had not yet allowed it in my head is your heart then give my damages is it my liquidator that i estate is not mine then don't touch my throne is it yet your little part of a bitch that cannot be bled on your first trimester and it isn't your semlance of hatred is your severance of head do as i say then don't do as i do and i had yet to give is yet to take out of my head for your heart is not money is it your dog is it your cat that i had in his hand is it a dead puppy cry on your dead lizard is it slimy that you had not yet parted in your green lovered is it only your hatred that you wanted of and i haunted you forever for that i put you in handcuffs and arrested you to my bitching and my moaning is it your dog to give birth to a cat that doesn't have a kitten in its litterbox and your stupid little fucking donkey is not a part of your touch is it yet your hand on my grace put it away of your kitrty is it yet meowed of mine i do not doggedly pursue kitty noises to become your dark site playlist of schoice is it meow that I had yet pujt your dog in my cage you had freed a little bird of annie lennox is your bareness yet shown of youre body is not my spirit.