The winner

It's a head tone effecting in my thoughts like a hypnos

With my set of calls i'm callin' my cauls It's a dig for torse

My sick lows hittin' me to hit isn't it a hit to blow ?

Too thick to dense but isn't it a slits to nicks my lord ?

I let my cold takin' in me but no miss to sense of core

Intense of dolls i'm tensin' my tents in a tense of pall

Clickin' the notch but it's sinkin' in the end no help to boast

My self-show it's only my shell in the ding noxe

Isn't it ten fold ? of what i give isn't it my death fault ?

It's too lick to solve as i'm settin' my debt of salt

Sett in my road I'm sellin' my mobes but no sets to pose

You would shit in your peg clothe but no it's jest i tell you joke

A hit song it's a kid knapped but in your wink doze

I'm your end dose take it in the dawn and ned doughs

My gelt O's i'm rollin' my legs but in the vest robe

A vet note i'm pennin' my awes to fix my wrongs

Bring me strong but in the mitt it's rimmin' me squall

Fleckin' me small no bits or chip what vexin' me broke

Listen to the notes It's drippin' in my mind like a pitch smoke

Dickens close it's slippin' me in a stick i'm involved

It's snippin' me short i'm nippin' and dress I'm clippin' my sword

Held the sore i'm cuttin' with a saw to gild my soar

I tend my holes i'm dottin' it with cole no jets to wing or ball

It's just a threat source i'm losin' all my shit to win my soul