my words...
unbreakable
fracturing frail fakes
trash tossed at snakes that tailgate
my caliber, shell casing
nomenclature of the stock sends them to Hells gate
this is snails pace...
slowed it down
lowered my keystrokes..
you still couldn't hold it down
cats puttin on heirs
still couldn't hold the crown
Phelps of the penship
hold your nose, you drown..
i lapped you
you played yourself...
i didn't have to
nothing to see here
act two...