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