Fractions
as unaware, as i grab for a limb and these are new steps
beveled egdes a quarter off the half mark
rusg, rush, come on hurry, cooler lines be me in blue true
and if u see my steps, she couldnt have timed me if she tried too
moving at a knot i conquer ground, and that apex, as i say,
i assure you that she still mliles away
i slip in the deepest thoughts, as i say it should pay to break shells,
but back then seashells were a staple, i fasten theses words to the path in tyhe woods , its red tagged, well its nice , that means im tag out
swing sets, high prices , cheap for the rich man, my sentiments my reminder
my demionsions completely different then yours, my ideas be a big as wreck
female be the oppisite end, i am off my mark now,. dead on zone, reddots boy they are accurate, jacked one in , rthe metal be a sweet spot for flaws to hide
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