Colic Chick

I a couple fifths an a camera
I just bought this chick
An she has the colic
Shake an retarded
The only empty dot in the road
Threw some knee too the pot
Baseboard on sit
Still no aroma
Died as child nothing in the cupboard
Was it the devil that sent the lite 
lied to
Be lonely
Game on the ceiling
Satan his so many faces
The plain daddy
Kept bringing this one here
Back too this life
Grave seen through a church fan
With all his wealth
On their minds
Read it over an over
It gets blacker an harder
Kitchen move with the cloth
From the belly
No hunger lives in these streets
Love his father word
And he shall love you
Torture does not bring fear
Her statue began your site
The only hand we rose
So what i have a temper 
Pour owning bloom
Open for the lite institute 
Dream dreams on this heart
Walking on angelic 
Top listens to your forgets
Similar fiend 
Structure posses that face
Answer or not 
River or lite i will remember
Back from it
This silk is stilled on
Sick tree colic chick