One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

Im tryin to go to sleep, but these snakes keep rattlin

"they keep callin me maaaaaan...", as a child, they named me 'Pookie'

snatch da win, back again, im un heard of like tampons in men

You aint nittin but a kid wi a pen

Im rick james bitch! I dipped my hand in fresh dookie
hold up, i had to laugh at my own immaturity
sometimes my mind's hell breaks loose
like a mall wit no security

aww, he beat me to tha punch
thas what i get for typin so much

that didn't rhyme....oh well. My mind needs a crutch

invite dis punk and i'll spike da punch, then swing right and such and like dat one song...ya'll bite da dust

i'm bright and tough, white uh huh..ya right this once, but i'll still entice the nun's so they like my nutz in they tight butt ....yup

lust for me, like im a drug and ya fucks is fiend'z trying ta get enough of me ta last a month ya see, im above ya team, hunt ya elites, and become the king

I enter ya dreams wit razorblade fingers that gleam
from tha bloodshed...Next morning, you won't rise from ya bed.

i fill ya mind with dread, these paper MCs will get shred
watch where you tread, my land is an active minefield

Lines Reveal, Bright Fields of Rhymes in da Mind of a My Inside

i resurrect a mic from mental light i provide

initiate a crimson tide as i move across a battlefield