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4/26/18 Some Shit...

Every breath I take is magical, every step walk is spiritual, every word speak has power. I call forth all the good démons and gods in this hour. The helpful angels and spirits, so this party won't sour. I want to thank all my life's wonderful teachers for shaping the me I am now. So now I aim for the stars and rise over the tower. They can't keep up cause they're cowards, lacking the insight to scour, for the truths hidden in the flowers, and symbols and lodges and in plain sight they devoured all truth like it's powder. When I speak my words, even animals feel me, like a warm light shower...

Culminatin in you get frustrated cause your too basic. I'll cut you down to size, edit you out the movie of my life. Better be careful round me or you'll become hard to find. Like Slick Rick, turn on the dime and give you these rhymes that recreate infinite times. The M.A.P. style flos sublimely, rippin out all that pride. Fuck around and get caught with you panties hung on the clothesline. Fire cracker... Pop Pop Pop... Get on the floor with the rodents and felines...

Do what the fuck I want, say what the fuck I want, if you don't like it, it's cause you're a fucking chump. Your probably one who voted for a Hilary or a Trump, not even seeing that your vote was worth less than a shit clump. Do you understand your pride's in your way from hearing the truth when it's dumped. That's ok, we took a vote... On which of my rhymes will offend more people the most. So now, my hand picked electoral college will tell which one I'll say next as we toast. I'll still be in control, even when I get the down votes... Fuck your opinions of me, those are your issues to host. Now Imma woke this smeed and tell y'all to fuckin get lost...!