Alchemisland

Sick hoes got kids with six toes Never sick when I hit the throat with my pale stick of dynamite Don’t mind blood ties, I’m on a blood diet, good type only Junkie cronies broke into the fridge and stole a frozen stock Copped it so I’ve got lots Popped it like I’ve got spots…

Five tour veteran, ace with a weapon Done so much ket, call me the Keteran around Kettering Begging to visit my steadings, meddlers  Be my guest for a steamy weekend of sex and cigarettes These lemmings careful treading Be kind or be careful, purple wedding Kingdeading my speciality No such thing as the last weed…

Chronicles of Riddick Big pulls, hitting lit chronic it’s ridic Twitter how you’re now ex Quitter, I’d be rather be dead Pics of clits littering my texts My clique click boom to collect a debt, regretfully.

Putting in credit to text about lettuce Putting in low effort, still getting it No extra credit, I’m cretinous Stick to the method, a methodist Deadliest Catch, open the hatch, see what I’ve netted Mostly crabs, a few red lobster This room, a view a few mobsters have used Boozing, letting loose, laces open on…