i dont cater too the fed im lost up in thoughts of a head plottin the grade jottin each page a phase is a phase but as these bars lay its just another page i walk as a sage dismatleing the rage cadged in makeing weight thin on a line catch it or not we dineing too fine sublime shine from heavenly divine looking down spookin the crown why frown on a fowel when we can cut em up disembowl till the towel is thrown in im sowin words too a page throwin curves so they sway and so they say another day passed another bodie in a cask when the crew do voodoo who knew you shrewed and overturned the stipulation burned deep i turn deep too a beat when releif can not greet one look far ahead son cause end days do not play the card raised will not lay dawg the world do not play areas grey outta sight all the other colours just might spring too life another triflein act in the colasack im so cold i cant look back always off track so abstract got soul but not ab soul my weight pull but taken tolls awaken the fools no mistaken the awakening of these rules but these ghouls be snatchin