siftin through the laid-back rhetoric
the blade of sadness slice through the glass
Tool-Assisted-Speedruns, we playing with the TAS
crooning the bleak hunts, the far hunt was bad
the souls fade to black and the classroom was sad
the serenity was noisy, I'm attached to the task
I'm lacking, just wait for a tad bit

searching for polaris, the major will guide me
my past faults still shake with excitement
you can find me through spatial recognizing
stop lying to your heart, that's ya problem
my payment coming, I won't even try to flaunt it
nonchalant, but a ***** still be smiling
like my elder said, I'm really hooked on the phonics
retinas foggy.