FLY ON THE WALL OF LYRICAL GARBAGE
I'm Biff the Fly Insect, I’ve split my mind disect, I wish Id die instead of trying “what ifs’ and “I should Haves”
I gotta get and split, my noggin gettin thick, I’m hardened and remiss on my Stool is where I’ll lose my grip. I used to smile and spit, now all this while I sit, just me myself and Fly I lie back on this pile of Shit.
Im downing two a day, soon as the day I’m paid, I hike the long flight up to Lowes to get two cans of Raid
I’ve even said why bother, no wife ill never father, whole life my eyes were larger, time to end it Sui-swatter
When did Biff come to this I used to buzz with crisp full bliss and now I tisk in a hissfull mess no wish to live as I twist to death. Can I kiss her lips just once my miss shall i reminisce how you swung and missed? shall we dance and wish on one night like this please dont mind me pissin on your nice new gifts.
In her flat i once sat back in old Hackensack so i look back at the fact that we called it a flat when in fact I'm from New Jersey here its apartment or du-plax; ok it's duplex where was I? what's next
oh the rough sex! nah but i did witness her rough ex get just a bit too tough wit her lush skin to the point where i buzzed in to annoy and shove him wit all the force in my dub-wings i managed to hover above his brim till this dumb stuttering whimp started to lug his big man muttons to try and crushed lil biff around this Giant I went right and went left always kept one step ahead till I crept a bit close to his head and with one flick he clipped instant ripped Biffs one wing till i fell back no wind hit my head on the vent
Head just bled and I slept, out of breath till one left I looked up at the wall where for her my heart was left.
I wasn't dead “persey” some just assumed from hear-say now I can’t hear that clear-lay so back on shit where I lay. Let me come clean and clear and say
She wasn’t this lady calm and gentle she was a monumental nympho the dude was her Pimp and she was his hoe who owed credentials so the Pimp bro needed air and kinda lifted the window and i flickered my wings slow and got the hell out rode into air thin and cold, what the hell you people gonna be sold, I’m Biff a fuckin fly plain and simple.
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