slicker than most i be the picture to post freeze frame check the literature close plus im bitter to toast or butter i sometimes clutter my words observe...stick it to'em shoe in hockey strut and some herbs but first let me explain i caine get nova push up to get ova...slower raise you steady like a coaster and drop off the face of this planet magic...did he leave or just abandon man down by way of the flask i grasp focus for just a second of minutes past my loose hand flaps in the wind might be that slap to ya chin or that master of him who is I sly individual physical miserable...but be like fuck it and then get rid of you its over the closer like mariano rivera the piranha or bear claw kitana its there pa i loose leave slip bob and weave jaws in reach...i just might tap if you start to speak with an arch degree difficulty physics hold me gravity pulls me down to viciously rip ya ovaries
"dude, the only thing i fear is your hair cut.. what is that a mop glued to your head? come on man... style up."-Bartek
all across ya forhead and cheek bones...i break facials and reconstruct beauty to ugly...im an artist mang...Lincoln Picasso Van Gogh