these are just lines inside they depict an epic of rhetoric
like that boy E come wit better shit rap cats can mess wit it
they cant F with it like skippin a letter recitin the alphabet
when i rap you can assume its galactic thats it endoplasmic craze
so spend your plastic swipe away itll end in drastic tragic ways
depression turns magic gray no inspiration wheres the imagine- a
tion, these days one might say we've lost our purpose amongst the haze
something plays over and over in my mind it must be -a
hint from god, dont trust these fakes use your talent to rise abose these days
wow the croud fill the stands spread a message to all your would be fans
through literature teach, and rap is popular so it will reach, thats the plan
infect the brains of todays population with constent enunciation and then
the drones shall march amongst the regulars assume positions of normality
appear as every day commuters but are really demons in actuallity
pawns in a brutal game ment to take over and rule this dimension of reality
but me? id rather exist on another plane somewhere between black and gray
very distant from those that act mundane cause im more abstract and way
outa bounds cause the facts remain we're destined to eternity living inside doomsday