escort him to the home of dentures,
check the credentials and you'll,
see sentimental zin with plenty timbs and instrumentals;
never to be rocked, who leads flocks,
make knees knock when roarin on boards-
make birds fly from they tree tops:
turn up the waves on that low powered hearin aide,
reliable as the ace of spade in his hay day;
betta find another hustle,
cause throwin in a hand can't be recovered -
once the cards shuffle:
thats it - its old maid from this day on,
and don't bear arms, ya wrinkles make tatts look crayoned;
its hard to keep a white tee clean as a squeak,
when your bladder leaks, rear end repeat - similar to shit's creek:
change ya diet from emcees to cc's and soft treats,
thilence - thou thall not thpeak wit no front theeth;
soon you'll be a pro at checkers and bingo,
movin slower than that beach cruiser ridden by deebo:

PS: please cut it out with the retirement BS