I hate you

I'm so sick and tired

 of these squires

, comprison of pri-sons(prisons)

ima pry some open, like sa-livin up some c**t loathin vaginas, 

i mightas well dispell every one of them fightas

 into hellish chambers of hell while holding them bytha

 dick and balls like hangers from a kilt, poisonen um like im lighta

 than air but more vicious than a f*****g two thousand headed hydra,

 you are all slaves, caught caged to the bison, 

buyin up cum signs, they say cum die, were simpalee lyin more ferociously than a lion, 

overtly combinin notions that aint remotely potent hypin,

 got drunk from the potions then drink us up  likened' to lie-quid

 like fire like we was some kinda fire hydrants 

bitin off ten tender limbs diligen-tly like gen-gir, like we injured some brain translasers with fatal lasers; we must of just become tenure

im probably the smartest guy who youve never heard' of,

 im like killin 13 birds or doves who are rough but' tough to capture, while a rapture is catchin you off balance some, 

pat your' stomach off like the ashes of a comet wraith, then stape-l it to your maple lisp,

 caught on your tongue no grip,

 then fall to the floor with

 the bong, becomin a cripple who crumbled to bits

im a volcano, im already past ten hundred lits, 

insane yo, steadily ready to blast and erupt some like an eruption of intelligent hits,

 like i was a flamin bowlin ball hittin all the pins

 so explosive even though it hit the gutter hole; im basic-ally the best hit

 maybe pown! all of the f*****s who jump and down with a step in 

while they hump a bunch of rabid rabbits, 

moan' for your life you robe-otic drones, witha sly shoted shot, no bullseye, 

you couldve fulled my eye,

 couldnt fool me though, youre all psy-

chotic, dagger in your veins, picket and pockin so i must be a f****n pick-pocket

cockin

my gun of intellect ima half c**k it

pickin everyones brain pockets

 staind blood, hagar already blotted,

 i spotted

 your ignor-ance, from the mountanious stance, so simple that' a f*****g cellulose could spot it

 and itll sell you loose droppin 

the mutational, irrational rock hits of poison no matter how you hobbit

 around or even if you caught it

youre f****t, dyin inside with, black and white sins, complyin, cant pry in, you cryin inside, but you lyin on the outside,

 b***h take a high fit 

or take this hyphen(') and rise it to your mind ,tense 

till it splits and ricks off skulls, like the rictor scale pulled out gravity itself; the bits fall off full

sit

doggy boy, rip, 

your fine a*s genius macoy, 

you a god, or some wannabe f****n f****t a*s fraud, who thinks hes sigmund frued?! 

deploy your stupidtiy ina space pod, 

lift off, like you was this f*****g rap fog-- surroundin the game like it wasnt already surrounded and bought,

 youre going to get caught' 

in my trap every time because it gets hot'

 with me, i get lyrically profane, insanely debatively,

 the best debator he' 

is the he-man of earth and the central raiser of you and science, a creator who fades mer(more) 

and deepens fer(for)wardly

 to your core like you were simp-a-lee a minis-culy fashioned depassioned f****t rappin hagrid stankin crater

your not too late; b***h youre later, later than darth vader was when he told his son that he was vader

just look in the mirror, and see that youre dead, hear a' voice and know that its me a hearer

(one who gives messages) ten billion planctimes ago it was the past in that shattered glass,

 and was me and then it passed,

 once it broke when you smashed

 it-- every time that we clash it f****n gets more severer