Inspired By: Walt Williams Written By: gyp Fornicated is my desires encased inside of my last hopes/ An my worth is my dope dry-plated in my broken glass, and good dope's brass and gold/ Hell I feed the fowl with just the tossing of what i sow/ Shoes going da extra mile because the best dollar I ever spent's enclosed/ Seeding the earth by da peck'n orders of fear & upkeep'n da scare tactics, but I shoo off the crows/ Moonshine is da proof'n of The Summer's Devining flow/ The holy water's mentality is the vice's flooding of a memo and the water turns into whining ass folks/ And I'm as guilty I suppose/ Sticky notes stuck against the most forgetful kinda quotes, clearing calories from the 3rd eyeless mote/ (part 4) Gyp is 4 & 3 leaf cloves of luck and I'm loud as Boulder/ Colorado and I'm get'n closer/ California I've been wanting to see you da most's/ When I make it do know that I'm do OJ and Pete Carol both/ I'm eclipsed toward da feast, the darkest moon ever's so cold I take another toke/ and while exhaling peace my breather broke/ Hope not to see me turn into da old grey beast and the foe/ The unfortunate son is on hell fires tour & gyp's horns been done broke/ But I've been broken winged into a nutty cherubim, halo half gone surrounding a conscious in an overload/ Who's the surrogate with a love so heartless that even a possibility could ever grow enough to let they're child go/ Think I might change the subject B4 my mind blows/ Chronic ass literature to you through the phonics of the hydroponic in my smoke/ Become an adolescent in digression, somewhat like time changes, and erosion becomes the digested sediment/ Change the rhyme when I like cause my rap has no speech impediment/ I'm American and ima Mexican jumpn borders where ever da fuk I'm fit'n in and that's Slumerican/