Intrinsic all these rhymes, like hindenburg with this iron.
Too windy here but I'm flying, I engineer what I'm writing.
So in the field all Heisman. so quick to feel what your vibin.
Like Happy Gilmore with the driver, If there's peace ill find it.
Diamonds in the rough my eyes lids stuck from your kindness.
Don't mean much but don't try m, like a piece of junk that seems so shiny.
Like helium I'm rising. Like a key to them I'm winding.
Like Media(meteor) so finite.

I'm sitting on a name though.
Hundred songs but It's the same one.
Running hard look like a strange walk.
Born to fall into the same code.
But I still make the clay move.
Watching all the grain grow.
I should put that on a rainbow.
Look at the eyes glaze over.

Ra!
Listen to my Thoths
I'm!
Un-done
Won't see me like tommorow.
And I
Wonder
Why no one's really trying.
Going by one foot.
That will measure who I am.

They just want to clone me
Loan me - some things that I dont need.
"Okay." I'm feeling amazing but don't think.
That I wont jump over this table with both feet.
All my neighbors starting to look like police.
One of one drilling more threes - than in your own dreams.
Pop a trunk? "I got the whole tree, branching off through the whole team."
You get hit by the stick quicker than Bo Peep

Throwing ash toward them, plumes say I'm cracked like glass sculptures
hitting the floor at 40 4 Max horses, on the map they just lack coordinates.
Rap chose us, this craft I've been sewing up like past clothing.
Lines better than the Salt flats globally, speeds higher than giraffe Oakley's

Feeding the brass copium, dropping a gear like raw coconuts.
God open up from this Renior dystopia, I've been painted wrong.
Framed art aint known to us. Staged carns and holy blood.
In this strange world where the woods been known to rust.

To be watered.

To see farther.

The springs calling, better than you calling me Carter.
3 points like a sheep farmer, to many hoes to be farming.
Hail Marys like "he caught it!" ..this aint no tree fauna.
Giving you free karma, better than three commas bank tellers that keep noddin.
King of the Prophets, bringing you that sleek content Like King kong aint this big If I'm being honest.
Because I stay with the pen like Eugene Roberts This inks toxic.
But they just say keep talking you get capped like Steve Rodgers.