when this sinkhole gets open its like
a shark bite to your abdomen and entire right thigh
leave you hemmoragin
yank you off your surfboard away from that righteous pipe line

while i crack a dusty copy of some emerson from the top shelf
heres food for duly thought you rude snooty twats
quit the crap its disgusting and sloppy
get back to bettering yourself

fore im forced to involve
pinball wizard tricks
watch the skin crawl as i invert cliques

from front to back with hymnals that splinter sick and awful ideologies
they topple for writing policies to smite the antisocialite
panty poker
mic unplugger
broken button toucher
hopeless
broke as dirt
bright as day

while yall stray from the light
yet it aint no thang to singe your corneas
dance into a coma
within euphoria
from candy kid aroma wearing nothing staring at flashing strobes
entire towns are steady burning
accustomed to lifes petty uncertainties
even a medley of circus freaks could not upset the scene
your self centered judgements fit my rhyme scheme like a wedding ring

but whatever
i've got closet full of STARCHED UP REFERREE UNI'S
we'll pull card blow whistles
and make major MARK UP ON THE PATHETIC SCENE BOOJI
youre a ketamine floozy whos starstruck
a nameless extra on the set of kid cudi video shooting
ah shucks
that weightless cash raking apparatus just wont move me
get lost or fucked

cotton swabbin tear ducts
as gear gets abducted and dropped from the top of the few venues ive proved been to
peelin back the hype it feels right to provide them with fool refuge
whos next to
become the fulcrum of humiliation
as i make mulch from the bodily waste of
ruling patrons
id say its something self inflicted
but im the master of puppet pinpricks
in voodoo figurines
kids be downin boxes of ju ju
thizzle beans
but its really not my area of concern
when im barely an intern
for poopshoot studios
engineering malaria germs
steady fearing the carriers
hoola hooping poodles in my practice space
c-list back up dancers lacking taste
in strictly latex and fishnet get ups
thats exactly what i want the apex of my live set to consist of

'cause no one wants to hear my
melodramatic spastic apathetic approach to rappin
wheres the hand clapping
the sense of boastful self entitlement
and if im offendin geffen
[vocals spent on futile/trifle shit]
i meant no disrespect in this vocal demented rifling
if its all in the name of total overhaul mental siphoning
STEP RIGHT ON IN