rap #2

i'm stoned, so i'm rocked for life. friends i never see that say, "you should skype!" but i'm like, nah... and drop the mic... kidding, never, fuck that, PSYCH! Mr. Bedrock with friends, Wilma and Fred. and got pinched by some thugs, so i filled em with lead... and i killed my remorse with shots to the head... scraping my hands that will always be red. i could go M. Night and end this plot with a twist, and maybe you cliffnote suckas would just get the jist. and stay connected unless you want my girl frankie to shoot from her hips. but 2 can keep a secret baby, but loose lips sink ships.