Molar flows...
Sentimental, detrimental, a dent in the dentals
A sentinel of sent sense, sentences and cents
Sense a disturbance in the force, afford to morph
Change into the sickest, there's no more aids for me
Age to see how flagrantly amazed a face could be
Raised brows, bow down for me and hail the king
Revamp the shit, stamp the envelope and mail the ring
A champion of sorts, distorting the right words
Affording to fight herbs with pissy lines n rhymes
What's a technique if you can't crown it with tight signs?
Still peep my style that is unseen of any kinds
Been writing too many texts for me to count
round and tasteful, acknowledge n find the sounds
Down the hill, slump; dump a trashy text n mount up
Great? Hate to say, but I still rock the greatest style
Well, your texts are cute, they sure made me smile
"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
---Albert Einstein