Gradual Change by E.L.

Back in the day some would say A mastermind was born bred into his animalistic ways savagery for money and poetic for sex. Its almost as if it was a gift to shoplift with the ease of a Kleptomaniac the highschool braniac with a future so tragic sick hypochondriac with a sense for spirits. Voices emotions like conscience in constant to be a constant reminder of the constant reminders. I'm a criminally minded villain chillen. A figga with a trigger to pay the cost love ones say I am lost and yet to be found but still well rounded. to dumb to be dumbfounded and I'm just diametrically saying live evil I lived devil a dog god. not one or the other. below love and above hate I intoxicate then swerve straight.