This is my foresight, one has tha forthright,
To speak on a rewrite, into our little history,
Ain't seekin' lime lights. Just chillin',
Playin' this playwright, In tune with Reds light,
Casting a red light, at midnight.
Passed tha shadow of tha moonlight,
To destroy parasites. With terabytes,
Of information set, to release tha subjugation,
Saturate with suffocation, completely understated,
Underrated travel gate, here to terminate,
Pyramid treasure state, and their shitty silver plates,
Resonate to renovation, with some eradication,
Of impersonating egos. Rehabilitating,
The heart with invigoration,
Reshaping our psychological, state that predates,
All this insanity. If ones are resonating,
Please do donate. That SBD,
So I can find a place, with a better heart rate.
No debating at this rate, I need it like,
We still need tha maker, of grey state.
Because, aren't ya sick of existing,
In a slave state, fuck tha cheapskates,
I got this chess on checkmate, Last case,
One checked, I just bulls eyed this beat,
With my dedicated demonstration.

By: @mightymicke