Tasmania. Good ol American rage. Turn that shit. Aussie. Hey Aoi man

Next to call or cutting lines up
Nasal congested with synthetics throwing butterflies up
Waiting til the flies come
Pound the flesh on scales til the slide's stuck
Hand reach inside intestine to slide guts
On I.V.'s I be bitter
New York preteen killer Gener-X deviant kief hitter
Feeding off a black and diseased liver
Smoke more dusty leaves than Cheech Wizard
Your lines punch like sorority house pillow fights
Magic dust like Willow in a Bilbo Pipe
Prefer blunt fills, purple zigzag willow size

Prefer blunt filled, bury stress
Endurance armadillo high
I'm about to dumb out, simple Jak going full retard
This is a book burning magazine spark
Put you in the sand like E chard machine hard
I'll punch your head off further than the distance between Mars
American rage, cross strain, Tasmanian opium lean tar
Gross, Harvey Pekar weird