Stuck in the desert of doubt

I’m rapping with no clout

Struck by a Blizzard burnt out

My words will drench this drought

I’m underground like Pharoah Monch but white

Y’all are under-sand, Molduga

What an ugly sight

Deku spittin’ seeds at the Gibdo blight

Simon says ‘get the fuck up!’

Bait you with a bomb

I don’t wanna go ‘czynski if I don’t have to

I’m trying to make a point, what a hassle

To get up off your phones and breathe

Escape this consumptive castle

(I’m one to talk, yuh)

I’m dis-asso-cia-ted!

Where am I, my mind blind

Where in the hell the time fly

Sanity’s in a spellbind

Quarantined from humankind

Society in decline from morals maligned

(It’s only a dark-matter of time)

Who’s next to disappеar in Ukraine with the Scythians?

Civilization whirling in a Maelstrom to oblivion

Thеre’s a multi-verse in my multi-books I’m multi-cursed

Hyper-dimensionalized consciousness post-Euclidean