Rhythmic raps

My names a game full of surreal suppression,
Fully sick times gain fully sick progression
If you feel like the times grime.. then show some support and listen to the rhythm

This is the holster,
than the real poster,
that's righteous, given the toaster
Poser
Making life misery. If I held hands, then hold my simplicity
Right.
You need me medicine night.
You need me hand, you need me height
You need the things that do all us right
But next time, forget the thing, progress the ting and do us da "FIGHT"


I don't like showing my lesser, pre-gratitude
I know you like acronyms that show my post-attitude
Like huff, buff and a total rhythm buff,
This is where I take out the tough

— peace it yo