Irrelevant

floating in a sea of emotion whip up the potion. waves rolling in motion listen to my words as I go in no pad no pen just make my brain bend. thoughts are in my head again. is it right wrong or just irrelevant murder this beat for the hell of it needle and a spoon I can feel the smell of it. It's creeping up like the heaven sent look at the facts like at the evidence it's evident we must repent but we steady fucking sin never win another deadly overdose of heroin man man it's scaring them. got their mind twisted like DNA na mia cia fbi pow name drew baxley and I'm actually inteleticualy telepathical another day another battle grab a horse and saddle up shits creek no paddle. small boat small vessel let's wrestle hot like hot chocolate call me nestle.