When it wasn't profitable to buryus you didn't & that's the story of the ground. Nowarising, check her fistupside the cement.What a light. Bringthat retribution here mama/ grandmama mama’s mama’s mama. Roseherself out the WallStreet bull, w/ allour cousins to getwhat you owe. Shea pretty cuticle. Cottonall in the nail. Maggotsteeming eyelids, backfrom the dead.
Arm your blood.Forgo mine
& i’ve citizenedthe zombie body.
Check the ovenfor your Head.