Still tryin to find an observation

So feel the vibes of this lonesome

Visions of a videotape cassette that's unknown

Stuck in this zone

I'm alone in this zone, is it obscure ?

I'm trying my best to hold my shit tight

Constantly battling my own anxiety

So there's no need for me to defecate

And i'm still drilling these rhymes and tryna sort em out of course

Listen to me at least just for once

Before ill be drilling these screwdrivers up your asses

Imma be spitting till i'm actually shitting

Cause there's no finishing line for this damn chapter like

Beyond infinity and something tells me

It's time to dominate this rap shit

Still graffiti style mixed with anti social misfit type shit

And i guess i'm still grasping

To make it big like extremely starving

And there's only a fuckin biscuit left on the cupboard

And i'd even swallow a fuckin ninja sword

Just to try and survive as if i'm playing russian roulette

With my own insanity cause

Psychotic association frantically

Demented till i'll actually make it

Astrophysics through astral projection

Equals the insanest mediation

Still dropping the sickest rhymes without collaborations

And perhaps i'm still killing like bombing your whole federation

Its funny so it'll probably make your ass laugh

Hysterically and historically

Let me drive you to insanity

With a few rhymes that's truly meant to be

This poetic and potentially suburb even verbally

If this moment i'd be mesmerizing the power of this massive mess

Still sinning immensely through these sick ass tracks

And unlikely causing syntax

Motherfuckin six tracks that's immense like fabrics six packs

Video cassettes and disco dance

Sicker then sisqo puking infested rabies at the disco

That'll be causing heart attacks to stillborn babies

Cause i'm beyond insanely crazy

Sick thoughts of raping pregnant ladies just for friend zoning me

Cause thats shit pissing me off till i'll blatantly synchronize

Some sluts voice box, leaving her vocal chords sounding disturbingly

Vomiting chunks of pretzel

Omitting guts and plus i'm still an asshole

So lets triumph by the trunk of an elephant

Sticking an aids infested blood clot

In exchange for vampire bats with rabies

Till bloodshot erupting and hearts rotten like several body parts

Partying like boomboxes during the eighties

And my anxiety's totally degrading plenty and apparently

Causing some omens

If this moment i'd be able to

Create my own damn sorcery like development

Syntax of sick tracks

I'll sin just to be this suburb

These sick ass rhymes be intending to deform eight apes

Template this mental state or just spectate

What the hell is up with this life shit?

It seems i'm still mentally suffering through this suffocation

I just wish to escape this mental terror

Just like a computer screen thats full of errors

But in this age and era

I'll gladfully try and accomplish at least somethin

Or else i'm tripping on carnage

My psyches pure brutal and im causing a masochistic mess

Cause i'm just sick and twisted with vicious intentions to dismember six infants

When i be raping bitches

Eating they fuckin intestines

And force feeding em to some witches

Palpating, fuckin eyeball bleedin, suspicious

Thoughts i floss in wit these rhymes i'm tossin

So ain't no choice when i'll be harassing

Yo fuckin carcasses across the ocean

Triple six and blood mixed with lotion

Ain't no fuckin emotion

When i'll be eating yo baby in the sink

Synchronizing commotion

So listen as i'll be prophesysing these rhymes like meat pile proportions

Blood bleedin like platypus pus

And stickin my fuckin dick inside a cockroach's ligaments

Human heads mixed with broken intestines

Causing terror to these rhymes immensively

You can't stop this like tornadoes

These rhymes are immensively sensitive

When i'll be spitting these rhymes mixed with laxatives

So don't fuck with this cause i'll be causing accidents

When i'll be mixing these rhymes like intensive alphabets

I'll be spazzin like spasmatic spasms

So don't fuck with this cause i'll be organizing orgasmic organisms

Bitches be bleeding as i be succeeding

To eat your fuckin face in the fetal tissue perimeter region

And all of you damn society should be bleeding atrociously

Cause out psychos forever releasing this lyricism so shockingly

And plus i dont need to boast

But yo ass is about to roast like a fuckin burning toast

At the fuckin strip club chasing my own fornication

My eyes still gazing at every bitch i'm facing

Till i'll finally approach the finest one

To spend some money just to tease and release this frustration

Before i'll loose this motherfuckin concentration

Pure psychic imagination equals

Big tits to succumb unto my ejaculation

Imma keep on rapping till all of you be burning to ashes

With these evil rhymes i'm planting

And my skulls still demented

This rap shits i'm planning to keep on rapping till this demented skulls fermented

And its like i'm walking from this distortion

Where the fuck am i? is this a warning caution ?

I'm in a zone of my own

Spaced the fuck out

But still you can't stop me from doing what the fuck i want

Cause i'm still causing terror