[Verse 1]

My name is Eyeque

I’m birthed from where flies crew

Unhallowed few, pick appleseeds from a baffled tree

Follow me, life hits harder when the traffic leaves

Happily find what makes the woods smoke

Peasant pirated kings would poke

I don’t have a dollar to borrow if the well dries up before you swallow

Then drown down in the shallow gallows

Comic stripped from all semblance of reality

Dominant gibs strokes all symmetry of gallantry

Silencing hornets and spaceships

Lost spirits flowing through the cortex, more insecure than a facelift

Nothing against facelifts but my mind’s gone after the lace tip made my hand dip in the brown liquid

Lost all concept of self confidence when the bomb hits ground zero name prints to walk maze hints

Tamper tantrum caused conundrum of rug burns to self

Hell is a figment of wealth

[Hook]

That’s how it is

Y’all must live, ya

That’s how it is

Fibs, kids and shit

That’s how it is

Y’all must live, ya

That’s how it is

Fibs, kids and shit

[Verse 2]

Dreams burst like a firecracker

Rainbow thoughts disappear here by after

Gold chain hallucinations excite side laughter

Present delivers the past right passed the last

Mask hides happiness ever gassed

Cash Balloons deflated from the severs slash

Pump effort into the gulley, pull the body off the bullet

Clean shaven transforms to a mean cracken mullet

Don’t tow it, complex membrane fragments deluded

Push and pull effect into black holed seclusion

Movement to the oscillations will do it

Howls layered over dangled eclipse

Meanwhile isolationist scrawls ions with iron mitts

And heart to heart fan-dumb it down dummy

Make the tummy draggle from the stump down slump street

Foolish to believe anything won’t be weaponed

Feast, wolfs won’t relish the opportunity to beckon

Third heart will diminish in a second

Get it

[Hook]

That’s how it is

Y’all must live, ya

That’s how it is

Fibs, kids and shit

That’s how it is

Y’all must live, ya

That’s how it is

Fibs, kids and shit

[Verse 3]

I am the progeny of American consumerism

Walked on coals without drawn doom moccasins

Cookoo document brain membrane cerebral hostages

Born to be ding dong ditch’s accomplice

That’s dumb shit knock off cyst

Heart attack man back with a vengeance

Lookin to kill off all of man’s hands

Tattooed arm knocked off

If the head’s a temple

The prayers don’t flow where the head goes

Misfortune becomes one’s own moldy throne

Anatomist brazen to smother pickles

Treat with loonies then tricked with a golden sickle

Bone headed theoretics intuition led missiles

Build gate from outer limit centerfolded fuselage

Blind murder date at camp foot lodged

Trap a winged tipped melon head until the froth led

Colored glucose plasma fed into the boss head God sent

And then dissembled by time’s disabling pod heads

We all die