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In a Hurry

I'm trying out the new OnStar Facebook Voice App, as I'm riding around town test driving a 2012, and banging to some new instrumentals..

Gonna be a warm one outside,
so much for the suit,
so much for the tie,
gotta shake off these scrubs and drop the top to the 'coupe,
VROOM VROOM, I'm off and running

suits' off I'm bending traffic on the beltway eating lunch, with them flips on my feet, bout it hit sixth gear and kill the pavement, with this heat I damn fa sho' that candy paint fading, blinding eyes wrist game strong as a gallon of Folgers, depiction of cognitive greatness my only psychological disorder, infused with unshakable nervous of Pennsylvania Avenue skills, my ambitions far beyond the farthest dawn, peaks on the other side show my brightly lit horizons, posses multiple accolades for my contributions towards success, product of my own environment

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VALENTINE, may the celebration of lovers everywhere, go farther than counted dollars & cents, I'm go rose garden deep, always 2 seats in the front row, front & center, a narcissistic paranormal divinely conquering all opposed, the example by definition is that I be that guy, me who is he whose breathe alone leaves women everywhere wanting more..

May my lisp leads to the lust, love much more than my body, loathe at how my mind game leaves many looking for nails in fucking screw shop, jumping bars and raising hell, fucking river in my pocket from the way I pump the well, respect my motherfucking mental Just got a call from the office, seems we're worth a penny stock, I think we're blowing up a little, ha ha ha I'm on that paper chase for real, duuuudddeee not only am I honored, damnit I'm so exuberantly thrilled..Essentially what I'm getting at for free is

THANK GOD FOR ALL THE BLESSINS', TRIALS & TRIBULATIONS all the teachings & lessons, talents & skills,
Thinking back on all I've learned as a reason for direction,

Change Lanes:

My exhibitions into to dream thoughts, freaks the shit out of those language barrier divided, carbon choking, stationary figures can't breathe very long, see the smoke from your mirrors sound the loudest, think that rings a few alarms, trips a few lines of wire and the cover way off, lights out motherfucker, as the LFA lifts off, damn I love my fucking life, I hope this makes some sense I'm out!!

HA HA!

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