Song About Itself (read it or not)

now come on. i see you fell down off the rail son now i want to move you back to where the tales won trip el let and then there's nine more on the next one. won't regret next freaking time you go and fail son consciousness and then i make another break through then i rest can take you anywhere i want to and for me I'm just a poet that the Lord made add im just repeating and i can't say on the phone just did that thing that they do at the end then on tone i bring it back in the next that i penned its all space music rather you read it or not camp fires got your ancestors read on the spot good riddle got you simple and here for the drop then i break i got the space to make the word shapes then i rise cause the meta thing fell into my eyes then i spit cause the stupid place made me comit then i dash cause the angry man borrowed my stash then I run cause I damn near have covered this one then i chew cause im building the thing with bamboo then i row cause I'm planting these things into grow then i see cause the nature was looking at me i covered it i dug it in i feed it then i let it in im covered in deserve it then i make it glim i rake em in im staking them no fake in them im shaking them come make it ten its eighty eighty it's time and space i don't relate i make a shape i wake and bake im complicate im sinner saved back to beginning