i combine my bars with subliminal messages that metaphorically mess with your mind//complex configurations contagiously corrupt the digram of your spine//while this vocal vomit leaves you verbally victimize//my lines intertwine to solidify my punchlines into the blade of a knife//with a high frequency force your thought production gets vertically sliced as disturbed words verbally strike...my words seem to attain halluciations//leaving you to physicaly face the beauty of self mutalition// thats just the minor mental fragmenton youll be facin//this highly intnese onsaulght of sophisted speaculazition//will leave your neck with angular indentation//due to the penatration of piture perfect incision horazontialy preformed on the right occasion...now i preform and test//experimential metaphors which leave you terribly torn and depressed//as suicidal tension is powerfully pressed to your chest//inhale exhale your lungs gasp for breath// uniquely unloaded is a magazine of death//laying you down to peacefully rest//or at lest thats what you expect//for now my bars will leave premanent scars on the back of your neck...ill let my metaphors travel back to before you were born and forcfully choke you with your own damn umbilical chord as you lay a rest//your heart then implodes out of your chest while knifes are thrown in the side of your neck leaving you to get stabed to death//matter of fact ill travel even further back and save the world some trouble and dropkick your mom down a flight of steps ~KY~