My skills are so dope, man it's quite the equilibrium,
I'm still with no soap, damn this dyke, she better gimme some,
I slit a whore's throat and now I might see the feeling of,
Why shit's so provoked, the land's a zebra's living room,
Lyrically gifted, spiritually lifted, by the time you swing by I'm eerily ballistic,
Tyranny missed it, the weary now fixed this, I start lines of crimes like a villainy mystic,
I'm a fucked up individual and kids are spitting out soliloquies,
They'll get bucked with my residuals, shit I'm feeling no humility,
I can make a drunk text twist into some fun sex,
Yet that would take my Hun vexed and shift into a dumb ex,
You're a bigger contradiction than a loner with Schizophrenia,
Who'd figure you had a dick son, taste the boner you get plenty of,
Glamorous females that can be so hazardous,
Cantankerous seen there, and can cling like Canibus,
Understandably it's foolish, and I smell their boobs like tulips,
Hundred Stanleys now are boorish cause I pelt the view like tourists.
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Yeah, see the babbling and the big words thing always gets me, any tips?



Anyway you did everything right, so the vocab wasn't the problem, in fact was the standout of your verse. 



I think I may have lol, explain. Cause I probably have it in my head as something different.

