#solongandsolo Never had a plan of attack Or a map i could follow just improv and pure chaos feels hollow still legit tho still feelin my shit bro caught in a snare trap i got no scar tho lost like hurley jack and sawyer bears bi polar smoke smoke monsters christian soldiers hip hop sold out to posers corporate lawyers profit dollars eat your soul my teeth are molar power solar Luka Doncic step back baller 3 Doll, are we in? Call me doc- marty prescribe my own speed- party No inhibitions Just quick wit and bad decisions still i flex my vision- radar i'm a brass monkey grinding out them bangers spit my shit and i can make you famous fillin up M.A.S.H hangers- hot lips u in danger klinger r u ok? zingers in arrays bomb flow and violent rage stackin hearses hertz- OJ crowd juiced hooray soon as I blow neutron jimmy gimme a mic and I go a bomb explode mushroom cloud rain napalm no joke burn your world to evil dead and like my cash- that shit is ash, it's all gone my stans on slack demand i slay this track and i do it for the gram fuck it just hit my bong and scram rhetorical questions left unanswered are technically not wrong should i call my moms? bookstore personality bordeline gone ghost my pops like the buster did to me for eons- call him Egon instead i yield to the responsibility deal my skillz like salesman Lohman at confession- willy kneelingly that seems mad hatter- silly but hang on, chad, does it matter? really hear me out empathetically feel me this next hit may kill me choppin down my family tree is the longest yard work I'd do gladly and willingly Can't stop won't stop where ever we go Like a well lit cellar filled with Gyllenhaal's vino- I'm all fine to daylight from Donnie Darko Oh snap I see I'm up to a hundo much too quickly all the way from zero and cuz I'm so fun tho cut my own break lines with a hatori - hanzo kill myself just to skip the bill seriously- no kiddo Just to prove I got the guts and I could do it wit all the gusto but I forgot that stopping can be a must so i just proved that I'm fuckin nutso Coke straw still in my dope nose- all gonzo hope this road goes on forever more robert earl keen ope - there's the cliff comin up on the risin horizon- formerly hidden now seen No panic and lacking manson- helter skelter- I just feel that bliss and seltzer plop plop fizz fizz- i feel relieved So Imma tell my Thelma "I know" like Kylo's pop to Leia all those episodes ago- So long and solo yours forever Louise