Chiropractor

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One take randomness This one’s therapy today I need a chill beat that’s gon crack me like a chiropractor Say I need to stop smoking my weed that’s not the life I’m after She’s been begging me to get on camera like I’m an actor None of these things go together but I guess it like don’t quite matter This aint a song baby it’s a track over some light banter She ask if I want some coke I say shucks babe I only like Fanta She ask about my star sign well my doctor said I got rising Cancer That girl’ll still be asking questions when she ride until a dyke can’t answer Imma lead a rhyme scheme cross the whole scene with no rest like Moses post exodus through the Sinai Desert No rhyme left behind I go n fetch it like an Irish Setter So yes I am a hound dog but nobody else be ever crying better And it’s all your trauma that writes for you But it can be writing checks or writing letters I call that the spiral factor Don’t lose your head like some Cervine antlers Watch this I could throw a Hail Mary skip four whole bars and I catch it in the line after I’m a line dancer Tell a southern belle if she jives herself back to mine after she could ride on my white tractor My pushing P is silent like a pterodactyl Snickering until I’m crying like some dino laughter If I stick him in the nose he might need require rhinoplasty They always lookin better than before I leave em nice and happy Yeah she wanna suck me like a Dyson vac Then cry to daddy cry to pastor What I say? I need a beat that gon crack me like a Baby imma light it up bring the heat I’m a pyromancer She gon bleed and breed right on command like im the cycle master Hah I am just playin or am I JP that psycho slasher? You wanna have a convo with my bayonet to find the answer? I been walking on my tiptoes on a tightrope faster than you can say Peter pickle picked a peck of piper peppers- wait I got that line backwards

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