I know more than she (lyric) she knows more than me...

I know more than her, whirring...her or she, she knows more than. When my daughters six, they both had six packs. Damn! I lived longer than Craig Mack...damn! I outlived Prodigy, because she know more than. Mosquito buzzing in your ear. Flavor!

Is it her or is it me? See, 49 living like the forty niners, diners, drive ins dining on has been. Trash bin, dumpster diving has been a fail safe; safe from homeless, homeless homelessness; hopeless, hopelessness.

Eliot Ness like Loch Noss, locked away like industrial prison complex; complexness, complexion, complicated like sated, or was it aided and abetted? Bet it wasn't me?

Hiding in plain sight like words hidden in web E. B. White who Said, 'Charlotte! Come to bed?' Dead, like 514 offspring aided by the wind, except for three: middle initial A, Nellie and daughter number three. See? It's getting hot. I shower, shave plus number three on my way to church...say Amen!