Poem -

Dispensary

Dispensary

Pinned 
Over me
Cash my dispensary 
A tee
Im on
Blowing bubbles
It hurts
That hour
You tapped
Blown
Finished
Gang oil
Bad girl
Pass the door
It shuts on
Its on
Sit 
Keys an radio
Scratch 
The blick
Im a flick
Wit
Bleed
Lay yourself
Down
Thats a designer 
Taste
Leveled 
Sheet
Imagine 
Solid penetration 
Rose seal
Guess
Who on this killa writ
Plums
This blown hair
Does this 
Have too be
Blown
Hush
Too platforms 
An
Only that kiss
Milk Tic
Gotcha joystick
Slice of the first world
Bro
We buy
Toilets 
Now it’s wipe paper
Nasty down graffiti 
You has the room to speak
Provide the strength 
Yes 
Holding the devil
Took the shirt off
You seen it
But
Who told 
Ken ken
Clear water
I wanna
Say
Bye
Smile
Im too
Busy
Saying hi
Frames sugar
On tha wood
The wind doesn’t 
Shake
All for the blow
The four floats
High
Thinking over the view
Its good
Stop it’s you Getting inside of you
Pyrex
An the ingredients 
Yeah
Your body is the movie
When you do it
It most certainly 
Does
Something
Too me
Runaway 
You passed me
Where is the smile
That has me
I will never forget
Again
Your play
Show someone you care
I love you
Smoke clear
From
My eyes bottom
The chase 
To your room
Tell me
How does that 
Mske you feel
ShawtyShawty
Your body
This thing is evil
Layer in
Under the shadows
Our love began
Sentences 
Written in pen
Yeah
Knowing where
Your world 
Says engineer 
What ever you need
Something
From me
So you
Can be good
That ain’t hood
Yeah
Yeap
Stop
Put it
All the way
For a slime
Off with the cap
Im gone
Wit the paul
Shut up
Thats your mama phone
I don’t know
If im
Dead or alive
Pinch me
Hear this
In the red dirt
Elderado 
Under that roof
Yeah I hit that limb
Ewww
My ear
Is itching 
I had raw cones
She threw
Water on me
I said
What is wrong wit you
She replied
I don’t own you
Rune tied
Bye
Shackled proud
Will
The henney
Keep
Voice of genero
My
Beautiful people
This one hitting
Beat it
Until
You get that cheese
Girl
Minks
Know what 
We been doing
Who collect
Lion sit
You
In the hood
In the projects
Excuse me
Miss
Get a tissue
An pat my sect
Joy
Shouldnt last
Forever
Blessing
A empty safe
That cloth
Made it look different
Where do you 
Hold me
Im here
Soulfully 
My prayer
For the eternity 
Walk an pout
I got
That thang
That will
Make your whole
Click shout
Keep your
Toe
Out the pokus
Eden
Rice and the other
Too
Head count
Who passing out tickets
Mane never
Sssss
Its getting
Good too you
Stop poking 
Look
Say bye
Hot outa shape
Fix it
Here made another drop
Equalizer
For prince
A second
Stand on the lid
It got a whole
In it
I could of
Been anywhere
Besides 
Laying
Here with you
You
Wanna
Runaway baby
Runaway baby
For all the times
Pleasing me lady
What bae
Season 
Now that’s hawg intrinsically  
Harley shorts
Rip the kitchen
Squeezing that goon poo
Bowleg
How many gin bottles
In this lick
Sit 
In that divide 
Suicide positions 
Who love me
A smile a man should feel
Im block high
Where did i
Come from
The sky
Blow 
Dust dismonds
At my oppps
Ill be this way
Tol
This world explodes
Blow it
Over me
Nose bleed
To the skull
Drinks all for me
83 80s
Something that 
Sounds
Put it
On the tip
I gotta
Know how
Good it is
Safety word
Who switched
My sommich
Shhhh
Sugar
Thats it
Whoop on me
Hold up
I need too
Lean
To turn the fan on
Awww sugar
The way you whoop
On me
Call a sea 
Im calling an ocean
Stay up baby
A centerfold 
Pose
From o o
This the one
Take me
With you
Breaking that neck
I’m too
Ole
Too grow
Lend a hand
Man
Those short bus
Nuts are a Mile fairy wind gus
I got a gang of
Monkey nut
You need too
Lick the Mf
Wake up
You smoke bama
Imma need
A
Ten ball
Too pat those walls
A
Let me get
Two Dunt Dunt wraps
Then start
Miss chew it
Top an bottom
My scalp itching
Yes my roots grow

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