BUILDING BLUEPRINT

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INTRO

  1. Spit, voice crack, and snot inside puberty
  2. Maybe if I just lie then I’ll gain maturity
  3. purity, a question of choice, fate, and cults
  4. everyone’s a robot, with their fucking nuts and bolts
  5. and I’m the only problem, the only one self conscious
  6. cell signal’s being blocked in here, stop the fear it’s over
  7. Or is it? Testify from upper and outer image?
  8. Stop asking questions, you’re so fucking pathetic
  9. get over yourself, you aren’t fucking poetic
  10. So I just get on Reddit, and sled it in the snow
  11. take this here lace and tie into a bow,
  12. my foe, is one with superpowers and two hours to spare
  13. on my stupid game, with my stupid name and my stupid face
  14. to ever chase a girl, with no outer intentions of datin’
  15. fucking women is overrated, and so are cell phones, I keep my pager
  16. at all times, you ever need me just to page, I’ll see you later
  17. I’ll probably write rhymes and complain, go insane, and get over it
  18. angry sometimes, all I know is I want to start some shit
  19. I’m starting it, and sparking it, like wood on wood on fire,
  20. but everybody knows I’m just a fucking spare liar
  21. I can’t fire myself, I can’t hire someone else
  22. for help, maybe the attention and stupid self intention
  23. will get me some super special points for intuition
  24. play it official, the streets are lined with coke
  25. “lined” get it? Hahaha. Yeah, that’s a joke.
  26. Satire, a little poke at society from the sidelines
  27. Five lines, already started runnin out of rhymes
  28. so five times, I started over, looking at blank paper
  29. to be filled with rhymes later, but I’m just a domesticator
  30. tag me on the pager, eating little tots like tater
  31. fake her accent and back bent, god, she heaven sent
  32. I don’t know what I’ll be but I’ll just go with what I’m lent.
  33. Unspeakable, cheese pizza, feastin’ on some sneakers
  34. see the streets, teacher, it’s a leecher findin’ the screecher

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