i know it’s monday i see what the title say

lmfso

my uk bird talking about nano-fibres
nan o fi birds do like her
i think im in love with a theoretical physicist
man werent doing nothing physical u were just thinking it
my chinese ho break weed down like pollen
aim a beam at the sun
now we got a 3 body problem

i pour things like yorgos drankthemost

bank account on zone of interest im just gassing the numbers

im in economy class eating ass like La sociedad de la nieve

this wonderful blunt got me lifted like the story of henry sugar

Catch me exitin' the plane
Thickening my blood
Pushing oxy through the vein
(I really cell that)
The pig askin' where the smell at
Your b**** pass the joint
And my b**** pass her LSATs
Kim Wexler
Thick set like a bench presser
Can only bring her round the fam
In a Christmas sweater

kodak spice f*** yo b**** til her ass sore
she begging for more like a crackwhore
i stick it deep in her backdoor
she call me yung caclord

F***.

Carrying my own self thru the desert
Stop. Because my chest hurt
Look at the sun like it overstayed its welcome
Talking to myself more than seldom
Blank stare, too lost in thought
Mirage but with sense of feel, was that a drop?
Countless grains, cloudless days
For all situations I thought of a thousand ways
Too much time. To think.
I miss everything except the kitchen sink
This endless direction
I’ve meandered every section
I’m tired of looking through heat wave convections
Save our ship. Send help quick.
My life went to s***.
When I left my b****.

got too zooted and wrote a couple blueberry raps last night.

you sweeter than a blueberry muffin
two shots make your soul rize..
leave your body krumpin
money so fabulous
from nothing to something
bricks on the stove cookin o’s no dunkin
cookies in the oven junkies out the front jumping
two alpines system got the the trunk thumpin

you sweeter than a blueberry faygo
80 ps of yayo
laid out beautifully on that table
got the lapd on my payroll
got your b**** on awol
butterscotch leather
but the outside mayo
we don’t do alfa romeo’s
but we do shutdown rodeo
all i got is broad bands..
and i ain’t taking bout cable
the aura too tranquil
auralee on the labels

you sweeter than a blueberry pop tart
when poppin from the glock starts
leave your body lookin like some pop art
id rather pop a tesla fore i ever pour the wockhardt
stand up guy yous a joke like knock knock

you sweeter than a blueberry crumble
i get it by the bundle
yet i keep it oh so humble

dunecore

U see it? Is it good?

yeah, if you’re into that kinda s*** then you’ll prolly love it

I may peep

sittin on the toilet and i own it
bad b**** nice ass and i bone it
u want my money iain gon loan it
i got that f***in drank ima po it
u got a chevy coupe? i tow it
b**** suckin my d*** she blow it
she got no pubes she mow it
ridin that twat boat ima row it

Ima keep it a buck, im getting the cheddar
Your girl wanna f***, I bet I do it better
D*** tall as a tree, only thing on my mind is the green,
I went on an island retreat, and I bagged me a treesh
She wanna get married to me, But I’m in love with the cheese
Im a master at my Kraft, and I get to the bag
Link up with my UK nigga, he been seeing a slag
Shorty wanna be pampered, Shawty think I’m her dad
But I want to beat it so bad, so I went and bought her a bag

Like a washing machine, todays your final spin

at don't even rhyme bruh

bro you got
-kim wexler, thick
then
-fam, christmas sweater

but you ain't got nothing about HAM???

still haven't watched

"i give her that pipe today" has total energy

nah it used to be treesh.. for the longest i was saying treesh.. but now.. now my whole word is heffa.. i be saying heffa all the time haha.. @bruntz

it's still Thursday on the west coast
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