Hallucine

little drip I dropped from the chemical experiment I was the liquid

insignificant son of a bitch trippin and ripped instead of drunk ass schlicked

hit on a bitch slapped in the chin spitting out chiclets but again

when will it end suffering shred offer a hand get it twisted and bent

create end with loose escape hedges and gates it is what you make

steady position in the legitimate wake breathe in the air which stays

count down the minimum amount of days account the greatness