Hypo

Running on pressurized steam

Dodge and weave til I come up clean

Popped no pills but my

Heart's upbeat and my art's heart beats

Songs on repeat til my flow's on heat

Hotter than my brain

Fried in it's case

I swear I'm not insane

You'd swear I'm on cocaine,

But that was only that once off the Mile's Davis case in my

Best Friend's Basement (Real talk)

 

Shit--I'm just learning to walk, and I've been

Listening and I'm hearing that it's better to talk

About the realest fucking things that you have actually felt

Instead of doubling the effort that it takes you to spell out a

Message that elicits a desired response from your

Audience and those who would partake of your faults and the

Truth that I achieve when I am reaching for realness

Far outweighs what I would gain in some pursuit of an Image.

 

I TAKE IT ALL BACK

Restraint is whack and I'm a GOD on track

I press my pen til the page bleeds,

Pass the mic to the voices in my head and put em

All On Blast

I'm in a different class...

But damn I'm burning fast

And in the back of my head, I'm filled with the dread of knowing that this hot streak can

NEVER LAST

 

SPINNING CIRCLES ATTENTION SPAN ZERO DRIVE YOU CRAZY

I'M IMMORTAL AND SUICIDAL BOTH WILD AND LAZY

BUST A PARKING METER FEED THE DEMON GO PUNCH THAT LADY

GET A GRIP keep it in and then go about my daily

 

My body's made of electrified acid and broken glass

Venomous wrath--I'm pretty sure I act like an ass

Coming off as quite unbalanced I don't get a free pass

But I'll pour more fuel on this fire til my brain's out of gas

Dull it with Grass

Trippin on stayin on task

Gotta go Gotta go FAST

Never come in last with a race with no winners,

Keeping with the pattern: short summer, long winters.