~Paramnesia~ has this happened before or is it something new I'm not sure that I'm sure it feels like dejavu appreciate all the lovin' so I shouldn't complain when compared to dudes who've been known run it but I'm not them and they're not me so I'm like why can't Justin just be enough ain't cal scruby I skipped his double dutch still hanging in California buzzing trying to be a gentleman and such but that last cup jacked me up a bunch why's the world perpetually filled to the brink with nonsensical things brittle little fickle beings selfishly so self absorbed it makes me feel redundant lamenting on what could have been but then simply wasn't trying to incentivize against the lies with the gift of lyrics which never flinch try all you like my mind doesn't budge an inch so we'll go tit for tat with this and that my admonishment persists to clap dishonest shit hype bitches rap about the same type of ridiculous crap praising misbehavior like those who spout pervasiveness up in the chat then expect listeners to be thankful rife with misspellings and grammar outrageous no heart in all your urgency typing in all caps like it's an emergency lightning after a thunder clap my writing strikes courageous surgeon's hands hurriedly flurry with purposeful incisions inscriptions written on these pages descriptive of more worthy currencies has this happened before or is it something new I'm not sure that I'm sure it feels like dejavu all lower case no caps around flows know the ways no need to shout when you speak the truth without the nuisance of being loud to pollute the sound folks get attuned and they go wow like dejavu when I'm playing now new poetry written then spit to a new beat with a flow unheard of until this very moment same motives though because I'm devoted sometimes I'm sincerely stuck wondering if it's all just an (Justin) illusion when errant scenes keep airing in front of me stuck on what seems to be a loop of fucking frustration apparently my veins must have been plucked and infused to produce such hallucinations paramnesia exuded with every hesitation has this happened before or is it something new I'm not sure that I'm sure it feels like dejavu don't know what the fuck to do am I reliving this or is it new sometimes I really wish I knew seems to me as if every clue exists within an abyss of hidden truth like forbidden fruit spitting pits of bitterness trying to recollect why I'm even interested how many more times will I spit why the fuck do I give a shit if anyone is listening when dimwits aren't interested in new fuses or they'd be more lit such stupid nuisances aren't even worth my two cents so here's a penny for you thots and doofuses lend me your ear before you sneer and rear up those fears with uselessness brewing in the comments when ruthlessness is when I'm dropping the bars but hey what can I say they were too heavy to hold so I came out again to play and let some of them go. ~Justin Farrow