uh oh! here comes the flow

East/West coast to coast, I rocks the most, I don't beef - 'cept for cream chipped on toast - I smokes you like cigars, but you don't rate stars, it's just: one puff, splutter then chuck you to the gutter 'cause your stuff is poor quality, I'm aficionado-y, brand X is not up to spec, and it's gotta be, I'm choosy like a mother! my s*** is the Jiff, so if you're craving peanut butter try a sandwich of THIS! I MISS whole dart boards, but yet SHOOT, it scores! The judges give me the awards, my style is better than yours, despite every single triple-lutz my butt hits ice-

-it's how I get back up again that's just too damn nice