when music becomes your enemy
definin words like you was lemony
snicket
pot pickett
pick pocket
finna fly so high up in this rocket
spot saturn, park it and lock it
mad cos earth couldn't even mock it
couldn't even jock it
maan why we can't hotttbox it?
ha. na you could never rock this
blow my kiss
you been dismissed
you can't believe this?
not my fault you gotta lisp
so unless you go by anthony kiedis...
yo dawg bump this
you can catch me solvin sudoku
cookin tofu, yo
bookmarking all these vimeos
like send me those
til my computer froze
in different area codes
hoes hoes hoes
i like writing prose
ecstatically.
first to wear anything on my waist
was stared at, now you want my taste
youth is waste, i've no haste
punch that nihilist in the face.
don't belive in bullshit caste
systems. this logarithm
my math class makin me a victim
wanna run up to a mathematician
and kick em
and pray to one day say I understand these magicians..
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