Chopped

May, 27 2015 • Written by Sumo1994

My breathe, Bong water
My state, physical matter
Whats the matter?
Just becoming madder,
All i hear is chatter,
God pulled my folder out 
I'm climbing down the latter
U can call me a rapper, 
but my meaning, I'm unsure of, 
might as well slice myself into pieces
Like its the Day of Ashura

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Sumo1994

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