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Modern day Bukowski sipping down brandy
Feeling so good I can illustrate my canvas
Fiction comes in handy reality is needy
I can barely stand this on two feet like I'm knee deep
Feeling kinda sleepy gabapentin has a mention in my sentence
Easily because it eases me I can write with steez
From a to the letter z it's okay if you think you're better than me
I'd just disagree like they're just missing a beat
Put the shit on repeat and see how I'm unique
Beatdown if you don't shut up in the streets
Speed down then speed up stuck buds in a leaf
Police now all know that im smoking the tree
Opening keys backwards ass sand through an hourglass (opening doors backwards)
Dapping hands with the dealer as an hour passed
Sour grass with the fumes that turn me into Langston Hughes
My slang and language used as weapons no bangers and tools
Keep stepping like a pair of shoes what's death compared to a wound
You're a fool a faggot a has been to the masses
Talking indirectly to my opponents in the mist
I'll be hot as Sierra spitting mist as I must exist on this hip shit
Hop shit off the clock again. Takes a three and he got it in
And that was from half court you're just a flat ball such a poor sport
I'm more towards pumped till I feel I could pop is that all?
No not even close I wanna swap places with God
Stealing a spot in the top would be top notch
Them elite figures better check their steps like hopscotch