Yo what up it’s your boy four five, and I’m about to show you how a real rapper throws down words, for real, so here it is the unavoidable works, inevadabley I’ll see you at the finishing line, if your not there I guess you must of misinterpreted me, or something unforeseen took place irrationally, at some stage we’ll get there don’t worry bout me, because I’m one heavily medicated poet, conditioned to the harsh settings I’m surrounded by, unintentionally and although significant the easily visible stage fright will diminish completely, and if I say Ill finish it in one peace, it’s happening, no laughing there, hahahahaha that’s me sarcastic, loving what I’ve gotten, an estimated faction, of subreal interaction, which sent me crazy, not, that’s how I feel, untainted unicycle rider all down hill, podcasts mate love’m, if it was worth nothing, sell, you can bet I’ve learnt something, amazing the blazing fire topics now been raised, and in phase 1 you can still spill a full can a paint, and not get colour, to hell with yo it’s delicious what’s been delivered, well a fully sized pillar, upside down, like some tattoos but I really love the crown, that’s just how I move, turn it over loser, fresh peace a page fresh best drug abuser, lugging round hope as a less valid proof of, stability, pencils be led crayons they acrylic yea, what’s this, it’s supposed to be art, partial thug using what it couldn’t be sung, as the lead investment plan, jack up in a cup, in the jungle book mogelees the cub, thankyou, I know how it sounds sus, but not as suspicious as a pair of green mugs, I know right, it’s clean horrific, straight up sign reading some weeds different, in rhythm I find peace’s of static electricity they cling onto me when I run over them, atleast someone sees the funny side of the letterman show I’m in, gone