Pill on a steel

My lowest arc

It grows within

It's sort of funny how

It mates with crystals

It breaks the nipples

It clings too often

It's so indifferent

This indifference collides with me

I snow it up be

My snatch shimmering in this steel, written by law

The pylons in the star field

Gosh I knew it, it was a lying curse

Credit card I rhyme and stole

Makes it up because he owns the hook

I'm writing fire

I am not rusty with desire, resto

Spread the world to waste it for you

Know it all, it almost spiked it

I need to ask, to wait, to run from the only sole attire in this mess

Where else is where I sharp

It's solely a chance to witness star den

A way around, to know 'cause the hymen breaks

And then it's only the revelry and storytime it

It wrestles with eternia

The maternity ward in my head is filling with these other purchase

Just pray for nothing more than this

I surrender it up, I hunt this bliss

I know if everything would cut in half

I'd eat the only half

The star, I give it out to you

In this orient to end this too

De-sheltering, the sweltering It

The ruins of hereby honesty

It takes a couple minutes just to get used to these abandonments

It makes me ought to be the enemy when I am in fact a dick

Start a fight

The only upon a strike

Artillery

To reach it to anything high, high, high

Oo-ah-oo doo, ah yah

Yah-yah-yah, la-la-la-ah-da

Just get it higher to the chiming

Pinch the ball sack, it's up to me and hey

I met the cryman's oldest story

And in mean to risk [?]

This feeling in, there was standing

This triumphant clown so I shoot at him

My indolent king; I have this bring up

Kiss my fucking [?] and whisper

Spare the right, amend on this

Thrilling tyrant, it's time to beating up

I-I control my youth and power

The only thing in my description

Sealed them out and so went upper

Rue and just gone to reap and sow

I need something to tell me that I was doing this right

And maybe this-a traves is only end to mean

I'm hanging out in the homeless bins

As money is only end to mean

I have to let go of the shit for free

Sure that my commissioner don't give a shit, 'bout to whisper them

This desert I was born in don't even

Try and look into the starry night

Shouting into the hopelessness

As only in it through whispers

Sometimes spotting a rightful wisdom

And nothing, nothing

It… Uh

This didn't go anywhere

This didn't go any where, I've made no progress