I'm feeling like a samurai, I'm too high, lost Kyoto in the sky, aint gonna lie, there's no limit when you're deep in it, cooking up the game with some wheat and rye (yeastttt). So much drama in the Middle East, I wish for peace with our Muslim brothers, before the point we can't recover. Too much spilt blood and oil, where's the guilt (George), where's the guilt? Got a mattress filled with nails, trying to line it with a quilt, so much madness, no one's on campus (pandemic). Forget to water my plants and they wilt, turns my whole world tilt. Lose every thing I've ever built due to one watering, straight slaughtery. I'm always tottering between every offering, praying for the day they honor me.