Method of Approach

a*s hats

So, you ain't Batman you're just a fat man

Pining to be the sinner with honor

But you ain't the type of cat for that jack

　

You hang back, hold back, stab backs, you give you take flack

But you're just checkin out asses

Speculating if a state of a matter is better with a dick in it

　

Your TED spread in red reflects perceived risk

Break the buck

You blow the dollar, so sorry, wealth sees everything you lack

　

Interplay of policy and lambs blood the innocent weep tonight

Will he kill you all?

Or just evaporate good will and good tidings with blood, cum, sweat, and tear?

　

In a chair in front of a front door with shotgun, hair triggerd and aimed through ghost ring sights

Rock salt or buck shot?

Aim for just below the neck center mass, both will have enough deadly now to fight

　

On my island no one man can ever be free until all men are finally freed

To enjoy felicity

Unburdened, not shame, or extortion - nor rape, torture; not even forced abortion

　

Great gifts happen eventually

Always on time

Forever unpredictably