Voices Made Me

The voices had me choose this dark room.

The music fills my heart with 'a spark of gloom, art of doom as I film my part.

Whisper, narc, I'm on shrooms, psychedelic mushrooms as I touch the Son's shoes.

"He must be the One too"

Cybernetic lung, cool.

I'm a Uncle, a Son who's the one Fool who did' something Diddy didn't do.

With 'a ditty-do, I'm a big fish in a little city as I wish big.

Grab 'a victim and twist wrist.

Bewitched chick like, Holly Holm's when she switch kicked.

Follow you home like I'm sick Rick.