Please remove my name from your rap popularity Take this however you can. look at me, but look at me I up on the wrong bed, a wrinkle in time Remember the times we had? the human satire, yo I'm out for I could make a for this occasion look at me I'm an mp3 rendered absorbing my poor earthling brethren I have two arms you 2 thousand dollars and 30 sentences but not a clue are hints I'm talking to be heard, to get seen So if you wouldn't mind for someone else Normal people are trades and trading tapes and changing tastes But strange are making points Connecting thoughts to make a point and laughing At 'em Arrogant people are talking shit, well like me got a lot to say The post futuristic pre-modernism bottle of ragged tortured my wretched face You're rich and out of place, I'm very today
We're all in an aquarium feeding on Wanting to them but there's nowhere to put the bodies Let 'em burn, the make a wonderful gift a tourist trap I hope they buy this shit
Choke, choke, the world don't stay in touch with my We thinking big but the status quo moves on an upward slope for cosmic slop Stop from choking on stage Over the years perspectives have become idiotic and So it seems like the only way to break is the trendy way of breaking ground I suggest you remain then monotonous Don't make me speak out of turn you're out of touch, so don't There is no difference, digital bootlegs, tapes or iron on chest plates I'm almost starving and out of Get your prescription to of humans renditions Revisions, I'm revisiting my place But I can't rest in any I'm probably guilty 'til apathetic If I had some anesthetic or an aesthetic or idiot to just validate my credit I've it although most of you from where you stand You wouldn't see it