Ima demonic product of black magic hypnotics. lyrical rocket with this pen in my pocket. I drank the devils gin and tonic now my zen is melodic. once again I've discovered another monster in my closet. once I start I can't stop it smartphone studio who would've though it. today's topic is logic. and I'm hooked on phonix. it's Ironic . I wrote a book about achieving mega delta super sonic speeds. . I'm probably what the people needs. a glorified saint of my evil deeds. . riddle me this or riddle me that the middle of an atomic blast is where i like to take baths. and after that . the radio fallout radius is where I take naps. my alius is craziness. I don't care what day it is. or what year I'm in. I'm more concerned about who made the pyramids. why so serious ? the curious mysterious conspiracist. the questions I haven't solved are making me delirious. tryna concentrate but it's hard cuz I'm furious and angry. the truth is what makes me. so whoever holds the truth is who makes me. how long will it take me to unfold and disipher . the style of the Wu tang snotiger. I don't need no lighter when I rap I slang fire. sling electric wire I'm the human ammplifer the mothership flyer I got my spacesuit in the dryer. throwing flutes at your choir. I know your in kahoots with the higher empire. but what did they require. you dirty little liar. Ima deep thought diver. I keep on pushing deeper even I get tired. eventually I'll be inspired like a hippie at a Ruta Maya. . trippy days of mass haze that was my last phase. but I got obsseed with the cash pay. I might crash into a bank and make em gemme what I say. or I could just spit hot bars all in your face. eyes burning like you got sprayed with mace triple tazed pick a case. am i running out of shit to say. purple pickle pepper. pickle pepper purple. don't not step up to my circle. we gon wet ya up like Squirtle. and I'm geeking call me erkle. astro boy pushing planets. no cushion in my hammock. puking out the truth even when the truth is hard to manage. god damn it I'm a damaged rampant Rebel on a hole nother level. my laborttorys in hell so I be collabin with the devil. rapping with the bass up go turn down the treble. chunking pepples at the river. the wind is cold I start to shiver. then I remember it's December and I'm chilling with no jacket. rap is my habit I'ma monkey robot rabbit warhead coming down to the strike zone. dead heart and dead bones . Fuck a studio welxome to my smartphone.