How do I breathe

The oxygen, enters the blood in my veins

Too much hardness, the blood can't sustain

The aching, The really sharp pain

I am pressured, I strain for the gain

The linked of another, One two chain

The way my pain changed

No explanation left, write it in the diary of Jane

Blood pumping straight to the brain

No carbon left to claim

The lungs, stuck with the same ol' shit

No carbon or oxygen just to transmit

The brain repeatedly says just to quit

By arteries split

By brain half chipped

The kidneys, no longer seem to skip

Hell, high cholesterol

This last hamburger might be my downfall

Tell Fat Albert, I might be his Neanderthal

Need inside Lysol

But I don't recall

My last physical

Hell, I might have a third nut

Bitch, what the fuck is up

He hit my 2nd testicle, went straight to my gut

My sphincters shut

My eyes flushed

Blood rushed

Knock off the dust

Where I gave the thrust of the gust

When my teeth corroded and began to rust

And my gums surrounded by crust

Brain cells interrupt

My normal being, and my body went corrupt

Piss went straight to erupt

Need to get checked, Call aliens to abduct

Buy a roofie, think I have been have drugged

Mind so slow, Think I have slugged

Butt plugged

Nasty yellow shit, Yuck

Bitch learned to swallow, and suck

My ill rhymes are untouched

My sick beats I have clutched

My body, is Unjust

But girls full of lust

Ready to bust, There legs wide open

Pass me a token

I'm gonna win this arcade game, I was chosen

I let it go, just like the song from the movie Frozen

When they here me talk, they know the god has spoken

Went into hibernation, Oh the god has awoken

Spoken, from the ill god of his own

Got a problem, then bitch get overthrown

I hold the crown where it's known

Took over the castle, I sit in the thrown

Don't think from the skull, I think from my dome

I think on my own

You have been unbeknownst

But in other words, You have been unknown

I have been able to atone, The way I postpone

The way I make my lyrics alone

Smells bad as fuck, obviously has condone, using cologne

No wonder he was dethroned

Sadly he wasn't stoned

But certainly disposed

But I disclosed my bestows

Because he hated on the word "Homo's"

I oppose

I have an opinion, Certainly to use I suppose

The rap game I arose

Top is now the bottom, That's just the way it goes

Take rapid blows

And it goes to shows

How only god knows

That each man has there own hoes

I supply mine with Cheerio's

But most of the snotty bitches, Are stuck with Oreo's

I strip em, and dispose of the clothes

But they were all diagnosed, With overgrowth

I mean you can hear echoes, from there ego's

But they overlook shit, and obey there disregards

Open up a door, as if they had a key card

But little did they know, they had a guard in the back yard

Waiting for the spot to hit

He don't give a shit, He was not made to quit

Like how pretty girls, gimme the slip

But them nice dinners and clothes, and none of them strip?

Tear off the clothes, and make all of them drip

Rip the knob out, and make it as if it has a grip

They told me to obey, So I wrote my own script

I can't breathe, So then my whole life flipped

From the description my insides

To rapping like the rapper Plies

And rapping off my brain, That has nada supplies

And the information, is all false that it provides

But I still stride to meet the bride

But the way I have been acting lately is just not right

Like my point of well being, is far out of sight

And this rap honestly brings me tons of delight

Like it's a fight, That I already won

No need for a gun, No need for a war

I checked last month, 80-0 was the last score

I killed you, no competition at all

I have harder times, trying to see my balls

And all these mate calls

Don't seem to wait

So I check my plate

As I have something to discriminate

But I don't

I can continue but I won't

I got off topic, I am sorry I was zoned

Not stoned

And temporarily put this rap on postpone