Vast Trigger
Am I not gangsta enough?
I can tote a gun
And pass the smokey barrel to friends
Am I not ride or die?
But walking suits me just fine
Flags and community aren't my thing
I'd rather slit your throat metaphorically
To watch you leak shame
Recruitment is for pussies
But my incentatives on souls is the worlds
Oldest yet newest proffession
Just discovered...who might be
A killer with warm blood
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