toosik

sorry my chat was so short yesterday,
in my defence I was out having escapades,
now I'm here sitting at my desk again,
checked the news then had to refresh the page,
sad news, surell has suffered death from aids,
but that's what comes from too much unprotected sex with Dave,
now I'm looking back through this battle in retrograde,
it's for the best I'd say, cos he never met the grade.
I expect I made, his last days worse for all the jests i gave,
but fu.ck it, i read his novel and my eyes haven't yet forgave.
one day i'll inspect his grave, make sure my respects are paid,
then come back here and make sure his novel gets erased,
then fuc.king set ablaze.
yeah just let it be, a burning effigy,
a step by step recipe, to show the necessity,
of why your dad should've had a vasectomy.
his shame always weighed heavily, but since your death at least,
blessedly, now he can set it free.
you never did grow up, in fact i bet the street,
you lived on was called sesame,
but now its the end like the letter zee. at least it fuc.king better be.
your lyrics stunk like cheddar cheese,
and to make it worse they flowed terribly,
R.I.P surell, definitely the worst mc i did ever see,
regretfully, it had to end so messily.